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Ida didn't like interfering in other people's affairs, but that didn't mean she couldn't listen to the conversation. If it were just a dispute between two old men, that would be one thing, but Uthar's words – "Who will stop the forest?" – somehow caught the girl's attention. Indeed, who would? Was the mentor planning to involve her in some incomprehensible mess? Ida didn't like this, but she also wasn't ready to back down. After all, she didn't know the full context of the conversation. And their discussion hadn't mentioned taking a young girl with them and transporting her to a chthonic forest. Or was it even that forest at all? Well, probably yes. What other forest on this planet needs to be "stopped"?

"Teacher," Ida said, with a hint of curiosity in her voice, as they prepared for the journey. "We didn't have time to discuss this yesterday, but… why are we heading to the Clans of Strife?"