Beside the Screaming Forest, Pandora slowly turned around to look in the direction of the sound, where she saw the person who made it.
It was a not-so-tall man dressed in a pitch-black wizard robe, who did not seem to harbor much hostility, but rather had a gentle look in his eyes. The only thing was that the man's face was devoid of any healthy flesh, with his entire skin flayed off, leaving large scabs of clotted blood, resembling a mask. Moreover, because of the movement of the facial muscles, some scabs cracked open, oozing thick pus, a sight that made one's hair stand on end.
The man's eerie face, combined with his gentle gaze, created an indescribable sense of oddity.
The man was now looking over intently, introducing himself, "Little girl, my name is Casol, from the faraway Main Continent."
After he finished, he asked, "And what about you, little girl? What is your name?"
