"Who are you?" he looked at Robert. "What about you? aren't you trying to hurt here? what have I done......" he groaned.

"No, father!" Albert pleaded, stroking his hot face. "You need to rest. The nightmare is over. Now Sivanasti is safe. ”

Calamon picked up Rorac with his strong arms and turned to leave the hall. Albert couldn't let go of his father's clenched hand and followed closely.

It's safe, Robert looks out the window at the deformed tree.

While the undead elven warriors are gone, the damage caused by Lorak's nightmare remains—the shape-shifting tree is still weeping blood.

Who would want to live here?, Robert thought sadly.

The elves will never return. Evil creatures will take over the forest, and Lorak's nightmare will still be a reality.

Thinking of this nightmarish forest, Robert suddenly began to think of his other friends, not knowing where they were, were they all okay?

What if, as Rodrith said, they believed in this nightmare? Will they really die like a dream?

His heart was heavy, and he knew he had to go back to this terrible forest to find them.

As the half-elf tried to force his body to start moving, his friends entered the tower.

"I'll kill him!" Lena shouted when she saw Robert, her eyes full of regret and fear. "No! don't touch me, Robert. You don't know what I've done.

I didn't mean to, Robert, I swear!"

Calamon walked into the room, and Lena fell to him crying. "I killed Hubble Calamon.

Don't come near me!"

"Shhhhhh "It's a dream, Lena. As the younger brother said, the dwarves have never been here at all.

Shhhh Calamon hugged Lena tightly, and both seemed to find solace in each other's arms.

Slowly, Lena's sobs stopped.

"Friend, it's a pleasure to see you again. Scarlet Moon held out her hand and hugged Robert.

Seeing the sad expression on her face, the half-elf hugged her tightly while looking strangely at the river breeze.

What had they dreamed about?, but the plainman just shook his head, his face equally pale and sad.

Then it occurred to Robert that everyone must have their own dreams, and he suddenly remembered Ella!

She looks so real! And the dying Lorana.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the Crimson Moon. Feeling the river breeze's arm around the two of them.

The love between the two soothed him a lot. The horror of the nightmare is beginning to fade. But then Robert thought of something terrible.

Now that Rollak's nightmare has come true, what about theirs?

Robert heard Rodrith behind him start coughing. The mage clutched his chest and sat down on the steps of Rollak's throne.

Robert watched Calamon, who was still holding Lena, pay attention to his brother with concern, but Rodrith ignored him.

He straightened the mage's robes, closed his eyes in exhaustion, and lay limply on the floor.

Calamon sighed and pulled Lena tighter.

Robert watched as the shadows of the two merged into one in the red and silver moonlight, and thought about his thoughts in a distracted manner.

We all had to rest, and Robert felt his eyes bloodshot. But how is that possible? How can we sleep peacefully again?

But, after all, they still fell asleep.

They were as close to each other as they could, huddled on the cold stone slabs of the Tower of Stars.

While they were sleeping, a mysterious group of people woke up in a strange and sinister place far away from Sivanasti.

Lolana was the first to wake up. She sat up crying out from her slumber, not knowing where she was at first, but shouting, "Sivanasti!"

Hubble woke up trembling to find that his fingers could still move.

The pain in my leg was not worse than usual. Stone woke up suddenly, his face full of panic.

For a long time, he could only huddle in the blanket and shiver. He then heard a noise outside the tent.

He put his hand on his sword, walked forward silently, and slammed open the cloth door of the tent.

"Ahh

"I'm sorry. Stone said. "I didn't mean to—" Then he noticed that her hand was shaking so much that she could barely hold the menorah.

"What's wrong?" he asked alertly, pulling her closer to the warm tent.

"I- I know it sounds stupid. Lorana said with a red face. "But I had a terrible dream and can't sleep right now. ”

Trembling, she let Stone lead her into the tent.

The flame of the candle in her hand kept beating, and Stone was worried that she would accidentally remove the candle, so he hurriedly took the candle.

"I didn't mean to wake you, but I heard you screaming. Your dreams are so real! You're in my dreams—I see you—"

"What does Sivanasti look like?" Ston interrupted. Lolana glared at him, "I just dreamed of you over there! Why do you ask? Unless......

You also dreamed of Sivanasti!"

Stone wrapped his cloak around his body and nodded. "I—" He began, and then heard another noise outside the tent. This time he opened the cloth door directly.

"Come in, Hubble. He said tiredly. The dwarf walked in with heavy steps and a red face, as if he was shy to see that Lolana was also there.

It wasn't until Lolana grinned at him that he felt more comfortable.

'We know,' she said, 'you had a dream too. Sivanasti?"

Hubble cleared his throat and wiped his face with his hand. "Looks like I'm not alone?"

He looked at the other two through thick eyebrows. "I guess you- you want to tell me about your dreams?"

"No!" Stone said hurriedly, his face very pale. "No, I never want to talk about it. ”

"I don't want to. Lolana said softly.

Hubble hesitantly patted her on the shoulder. "I'm very happy. He mumbled, "I don't want to say what I dreamed."

It's just that I want to make sure it's just a dream. The dream seemed so real, I thought I'd see you both-"

The dwarf stopped speaking, and there was a rustling sound outside the tent, and Wade rushed in.

"Did I just hear you talking about dreaming? I never dream, at least not in my memory.

The Kander aren't very dreamy, oh no! I think we do.

Even animals do, but—" He caught a glimpse of Hubble's eyes and quickly turned the conversation back to the point.

"Oh yes! I just had a super funny dream.

Trees weep blood. The terrible undead elves run around and kill people everywhere. And Rodrith is wearing a black robe, which is incredible!

Even you're over there, Stone, Lorana, Hubble. Everybody's dead, oh no, pretty much everybody's dead.

The exception is that Rodlis does not.

There's a green dragon there—" Wade swallowed the words to his lips. What's going on? Why are everyone's faces so pale and their eyes so big? "Green Dragon"

He said vaguely, "Rodlis is wearing a black robe, didn't I just say that?"

Should--should be said to have become a black robe. Red would have made him look a little bit unruly—if you knew what I meant.

...... You don't understand, well, I- I guess I should go back to sleep. Don't you really want to hear it?" he looked at the crowd expectantly. But no one answered.

"Well, good night," he murmured, carefully exiting the tent and returning to bed, shaking his head in confusion. What the hell is going on with them? It's just a dream - no one spoke for a long time.

Hubble sighed at the end. "I don't mind having nightmares. "But I don't want to discuss such a thing with a Kander." Why do you think we have the same dreams? What does that mean?"

"A strange place – Sivanasti. Lorana said. She retrieved the candle and began to walk back. Then she jerked back. "You-do you think it's true, are they dying just like we've seen?"

Was Robert really with the human woman? she thought, but didn't ask.

"We're here in good shape. Stone said. "We didn't die either. We can only trust that others are as safe and sound as we are. Besides—"

He paused, "It sounds funny, but somehow, I just know they're all good." ”

Lolana looked at the knight carefully for a long time, noticing that his original look of shock had slowly subsided.

She felt like she was starting to relax, too. She stretched out her hand and quietly clenched the slender palm of Stone into it. Then, she turned away, and the night sky was empty of stars. The dwarf stood up.

"Well, I think I've slept enough. I'm going to the vigil. ”

"I'm with you. Stone tightened his belt and stood up.

"I don't think we'll ever know. "Why or how did we have this same dream?" ”

"I think so. Stone agreed.

The dwarf stepped out of the tent. Stone was about to follow along, when he caught a glimpse of a flash of light. He guessed that maybe it was the spark from Lorana's candle that fell to the ground, and he was about to bend down to refine it. Only to find out that it was a jewel given to him by Albert, and it fell from his waist to the ground. Upon picking it up, he noticed that the jewel was glowing on its own, something he had never noticed before.

"I suppose it should be—" Stone said thoughtfully, fiddling with the jewel in his hand.

After many terrible days, the morning of Sivanasti came for the first time.

However, only one person saw that Rollak saw the sun shining on the woods through the bedroom window. Others were weary and asleep.

Albert stayed with his father all night. But after all, she couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep in her chair.

Rollak watched as the sun shone on her face, and her long black hair fell on her cheeks like cracks in white marble.

Her cheek was scratched, and the wound still had dried blood.

He saw beauty, but it was destroyed by arrogance, and she was like a microcosm of her people.

He turned over and looked out the window, but he didn't feel a hint of warmth. A thick green, poisonous fog still hangs over Sivanati, as if the entire land is decaying with it.

"It's all good work I've done—" He muttered to himself as he looked at the twisted trees, at the monsters that were scurrying around with a tragic fate, hoping for an end to the torment sooner rather than later.

Rollak has lived in this land for almost four hundred years. He watched it all take shape and flowers bloom through his hands and those of his countrymen. There have been troubles here, too, and Rollac is one of the few people who lives on Claes and can still remember the cataclysm.

However, the elves of Sivanasti adapt better than the other races, as they choose to isolate themselves from other races.

They knew why the ancient gods had left Clais, and they had seen the evil of humanity, but they could not explain why the elven masters had left with them.

The elves of Sivanasti learned from the wind, from the mouths of the birds, and many other strange ways that their brothers, the elves who lived in Quelingnasti, were suffering after the cataclysm.

As they grieve for the murderous and blasphemous stories, they ask themselves, what else do the elves who live among humans want to expect?

They retreat into the forest, isolated from the rest of the world, and have no concern for the outside world.

As a result, Rorac felt unable to comprehend the new evil force that had swept across the north and now threatened his homeland. Why should they bother with Sivanasti? He met with the dragoons and told them that Sivanasti would not be a stumbling block to them.

The elves firmly believe that everyone, good or evil, has the right to live their own way. He kept explaining, they listened attentively, and everything seemed so good.

It wasn't until one day, the day the dragon was flying in the sky, that he suddenly realized that he had been deceived.

The elves weren't unprepared, after all, Lorac had lived to this age and had gone through so many changes.

The ships were ready to evacuate all the people, and Lorac ordered them to retreat at his daughter's orders.

It wasn't until he was alone that he walked into the basement of the Tower of Stars, where he secretly hid the Dragon Balls.

Only his daughter and the elven priests who had long since disappeared knew of the existence of this dragon ball. The world thought it had been destroyed in the cataclysm.

Although the Dragon Balls are still intact and are kept somewhere. But his originally resolute heart was shattered in the sudden change. The once arrogant leader has now become submissive, even a little cowardly.

He recalls the magician's warning and tries to awaken all memories of the Dragon Balls.

In the end, although he still doesn't know how the Dragon Balls work, Rorak decides to try to save his home with the Dragon Balls.

This is the only way to save the city, and to save himself. Even if there was only a small chance, he had to try. This is the promise he once made to the people, and it is also a promise to his daughter.

Lorak's heart, which was as fragile as rotten wood, suddenly became a lot stronger. Maybe it was Rodlis and others who brought him hope, or maybe it was a redemption for himself.