He smiles, before looking out to the forest wistfully. Things are beautiful here. Serene. And yet he knows, deep in his heart, that something is wrong. His gaze returns to Elsword, and instead of that gentle green, his eyes are that familiar gold of the Shopkeeper's.
"...I wish we could stay like this. But there's more for you to see. Are you ready to keep goin'?"
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"...I wish we could stay like this. But there's more for you to see. Are you ready to keep goin'?"