As a child, she discovered in a tree hollow that mass of darkness which would tell her stories—
The old man's straightforwardness caused ripples in the Hero's emerald eyes.
That mass of darkness was the unknown from her distant childhood.
Despite its eeriness and mystery, it was thanks to the legends and secrets told by that darkness that she was able to help her friends and gain an unimaginable new Strength.
She had even thought about going to thank it after saying farewell to the Little Girl.
But now, in the study in the dead of night, her grandfather spoke of the existence of that darkness with a serious face, claiming it was the most important matter.
The Hero's calm was shattered, she nodded nervously in response to her grandfather's question.
"Yes, I've seen it when I was little."
"I thought so, you haven't been here for a long time," Grandfather nodded.
"Come sit down, let's talk slowly."