He ran like a slave freed from his chains; His breathing quickened, his eyes gleaming in the forest that made the night even darker than it was. The wounds on his feet, which were re-cut with each step, closed before he could take the next one, and this cycle had been going on for exactly five minutes.
Not looking up from the ground as the Academy Leader spoke, Mel was actually listening very carefully to what he was saying. Especially from the moment he made the analogy of the wall protecting his body, his interest in the man who seemed to be his age increased, and he decided to reevaluate what he said.
"The Blessing of the Wild is one of the Nine Great Blessings that causes the most damage to its wearer. You're right, brilliant leader, but there's something you don't know."