"Oh, dull. I can't do this anymore."

Mr. Mayria was a vulnerable person on the stairs. It's weak. I haven't even come half way yet. What do we do from here? With the magic of Master Calcirust? That's not acceptable to the lady's pride, is it?

Nightmare stairs. Step by step is far away. Mr. Mayria's legs are shivering. I endure. It seems strange. I don't think it feels good. He moves on like a chipmunk standing against a grasping lion on a railing. But you look like a chipmunk with a lot of injuries.

"Mr. Maricana, I'm coming."

"Don't you have to take a break?

"Well, if you really say so."

Not honest......