Taiji

— What will I do next? — The Teiosian smiled nervously. — Whether I starve to death in three days or a week, it doesn't make much difference, and besides this piece of paper, I don't have anything that would be valuable in this stupid forest. And why did I even follow you here? I can't even fly away from here. Damn Leona...
— Comrades, welcome back. — Hearing a familiar name in the conversation, the Shunian joined in. — Is Leona not with you?