Noah resumed his march toward the nation of Efrana.
His centers of power had recovered and he had decided the route to take, staying near the border of the Empire would only increase the chance of being found by the Royals.
The road toward Efrana was long, Noah needed to cross many nations and danger zones of which he only had a little information.
However, that was far better than his initial situation.
'This country is basically deserted, there are only some sparse danger zones, yet, I should find more human settlements in the next one.'
Noah reviewed the information on the map in his mind as he proceeded to walk in a strange rhythm.
He would take short steps, then he would suddenly accelerate, then he would stomp his feet repeatedly.
If anyone watched his actions, they would label him as a mad man.
Nevertheless, Noah was actually training!
