He looks around and spots you. He wonders why a young child would be in a place like this.

Child, are you alright?

He carefully picks you up and carries you back to the tower. The berry picking can wait. You likely followed the fireflies and collapsed in the middle of the forest's maze.

In truth, those fireflies are illusions, likely formed by the leaking mana of mages. Regardless, he takes you back and treats you.

There, all done. Child, are you awake?

When you open your eyes, perhaps—

The wisest mage in the world will be standing before you.