The second root, the third root...
Every time a golden thread breaks, Nausicaa's expression becomes cracked and distorted.
Compared to Nausicaa's groaning from time to time, Angel and her group were perhaps more nervous and worried than her, fearing that Nausicaa would give up her life in the next second.
But the golden threads were broken one after another, and even though Nausicaa had bitten the flesh on her lips and there were bloodstains between her brows due to her frowning movements, she still made no sound.
Chapter completed!