C1141 The Woodcarving Hero

The bearded man paid no attention to the little girl, as still as a wooden statue, not even a twitch of an eyebrow.

"How odd. He's breathing, but there's no sign of life. Maybe I should plug his nostrils and see if that wakes him," the little girl mused aloud, her approach both simple and direct.

Upon hearing her words, the Equality King spoke with a somber tone, "Child