Navia

It was a pleasant afternoon in Fontaine, and you hummed softly as you strolled through the bustling streets, waving to the Melusines as they passed by.

A strong gust of wind blows against you. When the wind blows, you see an umbrella flying.

"Ah! My umbrella..." Exclaims a blonde woman behind you while trying to grab the umbrella, whether you have the opportunity to help her or not