"…you are the real Helldor Turand."
The steam streaming from Helldor's mouth grew cooler. He looked towards the invisible, intangible curse without responding to Fisher's words. Instead, he pointed towards the camp outside,
"Ss-ss… Mr. Fisher, there is a High Ring Magic that I prepared earlier in the camp. It reaches as high as Eleven Ring and is based on 'Destruction' as the Ring Head. Named 'Erasure Light,' it's inside the wagon. It was prepared for Valentina. We will split up; I'll retrieve Valentina's Moon Princess' Sword to distract the curse, while you secure the High Ring Magic I prepared and strive to eliminate that curse in one fell swoop."
Fisher nodded without much hesitation. In the bright moonlight outside, he said,
"Alright, take care."
"Ss-ss... take care, Mr. Fisher Benavides."
