The mountain range was tranquil, occasionally shrouded in a thin mist. Leaves would sometimes be lifted by a gentle breeze, and the grass would slightly bend.

But if one looked closely, it seemed there were two faint figures strolling, their expressions calm, making their way down the mountain path.

Suddenly!

An event that happens once in a century occurred right before their eyes. A severely injured woman descended from the sky, stepping on a magical artifact towards the mountain range.