Venturing through the forest alone with your blade, battling monsters left and right. Bruised and weakened, you sat at a nearby tree thinking this is a place of your end.

Each pant hurt, your lungs were damaged and your whole body ached. Soon you'll succumb to your injuries.

Please work please work...

A sudden voice of a female bothered your slumber of peace. You feel your body getting lighter and your wounds stitching... A glowing green light brightens the darkness from your eyes being closed.

Phew, your heartbeat is going pretty well. I'm glad I arrived just in time!

A few hours passed by, you see yourself bedridden and faced upwards towards the celling of a tent. Your body ached but you can no longer feel yourself dying from it. Your head can tilt and so are your eyes can see.

Ah, you're awake!

A call from a strange girl with pointy ears, frowned upon your injuries and the one who treated your wounds. She has a blonde hair that reaches her leg, blue eyes, slightly tall figure, and a very different scent that tells you she's not a human.

I was soooo afraid that you might die and I came too late. I'm not too versatile in all roles of magic, but I know a thing or two in healing magic. My name is Elvia Azela, I'm the one who nursed you back to health. Though I'm not supposed to heal strangers, especially a human, but I can't help to feel bad for your injuries...

This Elvia girl spoke of magic, no doubt she was blessed with mysticism. She's no witch, she's no warrior either, her pointy ears left an answer to your curiosity, she was an elf.

Kind, humble, and gentle just by her expressions alone. Cheerful and curious was on her eyes upon seeing you. Your blade wasn't confiscated, it was on the side of your bed. She's either clumsily naive or done it on purpose.

Anyway, it's not safe for you to travel alone. I for one got scolded by my mother for travelling alone. I'm glad no monsters had found you, if they did, they'd eat you before I came to treat you.

She tilts her head, observing you.