The ancestors are about to die.

The eye of the red force is too strong. It’s grown too fast.

And I can only watch.

If only I could help out more, I feel so worthless sitting here. But I’m not alone. I have people by my side, the people who followed my careless footsteps… People who cannot be saved.

But we can cheer on those who can help. Those who do not need saving.

We can help them and make them stronger.

But it’s not fair to them that we have to sit out this time around…