1982. The Hunt Begins

"That's everything you are leaving me with?" Walker looked at Gil with a little more worry than before. Gil had changed to a plain tunic that was covered in different elven symbols. 

They were made to create a pattern of growing plants and dying trees. All of them were made to show the cycle of nature that Gil was supposed to be experiencing within this full day. The back of the tunic even had some fighting monsters sewn in to it. It further showed that nature was violent along with peaceful at times. 

"I already said I was fine. Now I have to read this out loud as a pledge to nature. It's part of the tradition." 

As Walker stepped back, he could vaguely sense that there was a little more natural mana around them than usual. It made sense though. Gil had been using the high elven dagger technique. He literally brought it back from being a lost art so to speak. Therefore, Gil would have more natural mana around him than most other people would in general.