Oh, nice breeze. It is likely to be purified. I don't need a bath... I can't believe it.

"Maricana! Um! Excuse me?

"Ha, what? What did they do to you that I'm sorry!?

I messed up with soldiers with armor. He's armed with spears and he's on guard.

If you look closely, some soldiers are flying over small dragons.

"Is it something, a case? It's a little noisy..."

"If it comes down to it, please. Protect me, will you?

"Of course it is! Buy yourself some time if you can't win..."

Dear Calcirast, who pushes me down to the brink. What!

Boone!

"It's the magic of the wind system. It almost blew me away."

But there is no such thing as suspicious around. Where the hell are you from?

Boone! Gaga!

A giant green shield is instantly created by Master Calcirust around the body of a tiger made of fierce wind.