Under the cold moonlight, the cool wind swept through the broken grass leaves and branches, and the remote path was a mess. Large and large trees were broken or uprooted, revealing the white stubble and roots. In a huge circular pit, the swaying trees were roaring with flames. When the wind blew, flames instantly spread through the forest.
Roy thought he was determined to die this time, and compared to his previous experiences, there was never a time when he felt like death was approaching like now. Roy could even see himself being beaten into meat patties.
And unfortunately, I have implicated Sasha. If I hadn't deceived her to protect myself, Sasha would have been lost for a few more days at most. For this neurotic, kind and lovely girl, Roy felt very guilty.