A single path to greatness, an iron will to brilliance, and a single path to Slaughter!
"PHOENIX SLAUGHTER~" Leo swung his knife, "Huh? Where's the Elk?" confusion plagued Leo's mind finding nothing in front of him. He creased his brows, still unable to gather himself.
"The Elk's dead, Leo, you already killed it…"
Wang Ling said with his eyes closed. He was busy meditating but chose to stop seeing Leo had awakened, he had yet to find an answer anyway, why waste time doing something so useless?
"How long have I been out?"
"About seven hours, it is now already night. Food is to your right, eat."
Leo did not dare object; he grabbed the bowl carved out of wood and began drinking the soup made from the Elk he had killed. Upon consumption, he felt energy feeling him up.
