He wondered if he'd cracked a bone in his fall. Every breath was accompanied by a sharp pain as if someone had grabbed his lungs. Cadel dragged himself to his feet, clutching his ribs.

* * *

Henge was depressed. He was definitely very excited when he found humans breaking into the forest after a long time.

Lydon, who came to see what had happened to his share of humans and stole the one he held captive, and Aiden, who watched the whole thing and threw a tantrum without a single restraint. It was depressing to feel the absence of his friends who had gone on a rampage and left.

‘They ignore me because I don't like to fight, but that's not a bad thing, is it? Fighting is scary. It's natural to hate scary things, right? Rather, Lydon, who enjoys fighting, is weirder.’

He knew that grumbling like this wouldn't change anything. The Fairy Tribe would still favor strong fairies, and Lydon, who was missing a few screws in his head, would become the Fairy King, not himself, a coward and pacifist.