【Beginning】
Isabel lost everything and went towards the lake in the deepest part of the forest, with all her hopes dashed to pieces. Walking step by step into the lake, she wished to drown herself and end her miserable life.
- Isabel: Diarmuid, I’m coming to see you soon...
As the water almost engulfed her head, she closed her eyes and awaited death’s arrival. Just then, someone at the lakeside said to her...
- ???: Are you that willingly to die in this way?
- Isabel: I have nothing left... To live means to suffer.
- ???: If I’m tell you that your lover is still alive, will that change your mind?
Isabel looked for the source of the voice and saw the woman.
- Isabel: Are you telling the truth?
The woman suddenly took out a small bottle of peculiar magic potion from her bag.
- ???: Drink it! Then, your wish will come true.
Isabel walked towards the woman and took the bottle. There was a voice in her mind warning her not to drink the potion, but she was too obsessed with going back to the good old days. Just when Isabel wanted to open the bottle...
- ???: Don’t drink it!
The warning stopped her- what a familiar voice it was, and induced nostalgia. She looked up. The blonde girl hollering at her had wings and sting of a bee, who reminded Isabel the image of her best friend in her mind.
- Isabel: Marguerite... You’re Marguerite, right?
- Marguerite: Isabel?
The two young girls embraced each other. None of them had ever thought they would see one another again in such a situation.
- Isabel: I missed you so much! Why did you suddenly disappear? What happened?
- Marguerite: I’m sorry... Anyway, something happened, but I can’t tell you anymore.
At that very moment, Marguerite abruptly grabbed the magic potion from Isabel...
【Before Battles】
- Isabel: Marguerite...? Why did you do that...?
- Marguerite: It’s for your own sake. The potion can do nothing but harm!
- ???: She’s just hindering you.
- ???: She’s waiting for a chance to take everything away from you.
- ???: Don’t be charmed by this elf.
- Isabel: I want to see Diarmuid... I want to see him!
【Enemy Dialog】
- Isabel: Give me back the potion!
- Marguerite: No! It’ll only harm you!
- Isabel: You’ve abandoned me already back then...
- Isabel: Are you going to betray me again now?
- Marguerite: I don’t want to see you pass the point of no return...
- Marguerite: You’re my best friend!
【End】
During the fierce battle, Marguerite inadvertently dropped the bottle on the ground. The woman standing aside seized that opportunity to pick it up and hand it over to Isabel again.
- ???: This is your last chance. Drink it, and you can stay with your lover forever.
- Marguerite: Isabel, please listen to me! Don’t drink it!
- Marguerite: I had my reasons when I left without saying goodbye...
- Isabel: You’ll never understand how I feel...
- Isabel: Suddenly losing all the happiness you have got after such difficulty...
- Isabel: is even more unbearable than death!
No one can stop her after she made up her mind. Isabel opened the lid and gulped the liquid down. Once she drank it, she felt an intense pain so strong that she fainted... Her body started to deform. And in a blink of an eye, she was wrapped up by massive amount of threads
- ???: This transformation potion failed again... Some ingredients must be lacking...
- Marguerite: You wicked... !
- ???: Take good care of your friend!
The woman ignored what just happened and ambled back to the forest. Marguerite shook her head and sighed. She walked to Isabel, crying while she said...
- Marguerite: Isabel... I’m sorry...
- Marguerite: for not being able to stop those things...
- Marguerite: and leaving you without saying goodbye... Sorry...
- Flower elf: Your Highness, what should we do with her?
- Marguerite: Bring her back with us.
- Flower elf: But...
- Marguerite: Don’t worry. I’ll be responsible for taking care of her. Also...
- Flower elf: Your Highness, anything else you need?
- Marguerite: Ask the night elf for assistance.
- Marguerite: Make the atmosphere in the deep forest ominous and darker...
- Marguerite: I don’t want any human entering this area again by mistake,
- Marguerite: and become a test subject of that witch.