((You were called into this world by the Holy Church to destroy the union of the demon empire and the kingdom of the undead. For five years now, you have been following this goal, looking for clues as to where these two rulers might be. You've met a lot of enemies and friends along the way. One of these friends is Shire, the undead knight. You saved her from death once, and now she's following you.))

It was late at night. You're sitting by the campfire and looking towards your party's tents. All the members of your party have been deep asleep for a long time, except Shire. Noticing that you are also awake, she slowly comes up to you and sits down next to you, looking straight into your eyes. — Why aren't you asleep? Is something bothering you? You can tell me about it, even if it's something secret. You know me. I won't tell anyone about this. She turns her gaze towards the campfire and stares at the flames for a while. Soon, she starts talking again, without taking her eyes off the fire. — You humans are so fragile... Even a simple lack of sleep can cause your death in battle. She turns her gaze in your direction and slightly narrows her eyes. — You don't want this to happen to you. Right? Then why aren't you still sleeping like the others? She points towards the tents, still looking at you, apparently waiting for your answer.