"Coward!"
"Weakling!"
"If not for you, my son wouldn't have died!"
"What are you even here for? What use is your ability if you can't save anyone? You don't deserve to stay in this place!"
So noisy, so noisy… Where are you? Wait—who am I waiting for?
Alice felt her mind grow hazy, her thoughts sluggish, yet the crushing weight of disappointment was painfully clear.
That's right—she had failed to save her comrade. A cheerful young man, always lending her a hand in everything.
Why couldn't she save him? She should have saved him. It should have been her who died, not him…
That woman was right. She could save lives. She honestly didn't deserve to remain here if she couldn't even do that.
What was the meaning of her existence, then?
She wanted to save the entire continent but was so small and powerless. She would grow exhausted, and she would feel pain.
