172 Life

Lars at first remained at a run as he raced away from the hill-side where the cursed cave was located, but quickly he found his stamina flagging and had to stop to rest. He made sure to find a dense bush to take refuge before making his stop, carefully squeezing his way into the foliage of some tightly packed shrubs between two tall trees.

As he rested, he tried to ignore the ring on his finger; the spatial storage artefact that was nothing more than a useless silver trinket at this time. No matter what he tried, without sensing the mana and flow of the world, he could not for the life of him make the wretched thing work! And as such, he was left penniless, resourceless and unarmed, dressed only in the rags that remained of his normal garb...!

He recapped what he had seen so far in this land that was assuredly not the landscape surrounding the Ancient Slith Sect or any mapped territory of the Wiarno Kingdom.