Ciel walked on in silence.
Her robe is torn here and there, and her breath is scattered.
Four days after entering the forest. It was the result of 46 hours of combat with trees assaulting from all directions.
'Eh, are you listening to me? It's no use just wandering around the Disemboweling Forest. For now, it's best to take a rest, to recover your stamina.'
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Ciel walks on.

talk. - Black sheep /03