"I know what you're worried about," Aria began, her tone firm. "Without a doubt, this is the second Crimson Calamity, not yet fully grown. Once it matures and becomes a Legend, it will be a searing red blade hanging over our Skanis gathering points and the Moon Elf people.
"But right now, it's still immature, isn't it? Compared to Christoph, that true walking catastrophe, its threat is relatively controllable for now. We have another twelve years. If we keep an eye on it in Skanis for those twelve years, then once the Golden World Tree Seed takes root and sprouts again, it will no longer be a threat," Aria, the Chosen of the Lunar Bow, declared with unwavering certainty.
