"No, no no, why don't I?" On the ground in the forest where dead branches and leaves were scattered, a pool of swamp-like thick unknown liquid squirmed on the ground. It clearly had no vocal organs, but it kept making painful wails. "Why can't it be, if there is..." "..." In the end, there was no movement. I don't know how long it took for it to come out!
Mission: No matter what happens, we must always face it with strength