Fast of Nature
Three days passed in a flash, the three days mostly uneventful as Ossa, Bel, and the omega were always trying to hide from the hot summer breeze, bathing in every water body they came across.
Ossa could not even hunt to his heart's content, neither could the omega, as they had to keep watch over Bel.
For food, they would hunt critters along the way, of which Bel would roast for herself and the omega to enjoy.
During their meals, Ossa, who could not eat, mimicked them as he took out magical beast cores from the many spatial bracelets on both arms and enjoyed them alongside the two.
"Ossa, why don't we hunt today?" Bel asked, the three of them sitting under a large tree, seeking shelter from the hot radiance of the crescent moon-outlined sun.
The omega lazily raised her head and looked at Bel with a skeptical look in her eyes.
'Who would hunt in this hot weather?' her eyes conveyed as she stared at Bel.