A figure stands on the hill, silently gazing at city No. 075 in the distance.
The ruined city is host to a large number of red Punishing crystal clusters that erupted from the ground, giving the impression of a giant tombstone.
She stares at it for a long time.
A melodious hymn carried on the winds reaches her ears, breaking her chain of thought.
……▁▅▃……▃……▆……
It is long and mournful, like a whale singing for help.
She looks in the direction of the voice, but what she sees is a dead barren land.
She thinks about it for a moment, then starts heading in the direction of the voice.