Arthur dashed through the evergreen forest at an even pace, keeping the circulation of flames through his system steady and precise.
The sun was nearing its zenith and with it, Arthur felt his flames rage within him, almost as if they doubled in power and quantity.
His senses were nearly hard to suppress as well, picking everything around him with astonishing accuracy.
Having lived as long as he had, however, Arthur was aware of this change at noon, so it didn't distract him in the slightest.
His senses stretched out far and wide in search of dark creatures whilst also staying in constant monitoring of David's state.
The retainer wasn't doing so well despite his fiery spirit.
David had started their run strong sometimes even pushing ahead of Arthur to show off just how strong he was.
The prince only chuckled and kept an even pace, never slowing down… or even speeding up for that matter.