In the desolate wilderness, a figure was moving at high speed. It moved so fast that it created a cloud of dust on the ground.

The figure in the car suddenly stopped, it was a black girl, she was even carrying a twelve to thirteen year old girl. The young girl had silver hair, and on her shoulder, there was a fat metamorph lying down tightly.

"What's wrong, Taelice?" Moni asked.

Taelice looked in the direction of the windmill town. But the feeling was ...