One year has passed, and as the colorful leaves of autumn fill the safe haven of fairies in this hidden corner of the world, peace starts to shatter into pieces again.

But it seems irreversible now that a piercing cry breaks the silence.

The sound of lost hope...

“ESTTT!!!”

The cold air is full of magic and fear.

“Est, please, you need to calm down!!!”

Despite Mattheus trying to shout over the noise of chaos and swirling magical power, Est doesn’t stop screaming.

Her eyes are shut, and her little hands are covering her ears. There is practically no way for the little girl to notice that a familiar figure has appeared.

It’s just like that night when she was found for the first time. She almost killed several fairies with her raw and intense black magic...

That past scenario from the witch conflict seems to be repeating now, though Mattheus has no idea how things turned out like this.

He has only been away for half a day. And he came back to this catastrophe.

Mattheus has no idea why the little girl is outside, much less how she encountered some fairies and beasts from around here.

And he can’t do anything but shout at Est desperately, who seems to be in a state of panic.

He can’t even get closer to her without getting hurt.

“Est... please...” it feels impossible as Mattheus keeps shouting and the other people panicking.

It’s not working, and the weak fairy has no idea what else he can do.

Mattheus’s voice grows weaker as all hope slowly fades away. His knees hit the ground. And he almost starts crying as he whispers the little girl’s name one last time.

Strangely, this is the moment the little witch hears him, even though Mattheus is so quiet that it should be impossible.

Regardless, Est opens her eyes, looking at Mattheus in anguish.

Tears are gathering in the corners of her eyes, and she is breathing heavily and trembling awfully. Even so, she slowly reaches out a hand, silently asking for help from the only person she knows.

And the older fairy suddenly knows what he has to do.

Though trembling and weak, he stands up and stumbles towards the little witch.

He tries to ignore the fear and pain caused by the magic around him, but his limbs still start shaking.

And the fairy only survives because the swirling black magic slowly starts to dissipate.

The moment he reaches Est and touches the girl’s shoulder, pulling her into a crushing hug, all the magic begins pouring back inside her body.

“That’s right... y-you are doing good... Control it just like I taught you... Remember what you learned... you can’t let the magic run free...”

“You need to reign over it, Est!”

“Please, Est! I know you can do it!”

“Hic... hic...” the little witch is sobbing in his arms as things finally calm down.

At the same time, heavy silence falls on the area... But Mattheus has no idea what happens afterward since the world grows dark...

And he loses consciousness along with the weakened Est in his arms...