Even though the forest was close to the order, her isolation system was equivalent to that of the royal palace, there was always a knight on watch near the entrance, she had a great territorial extension and an infinity of creatures. Its biome was very rich, it had a variety of the most deadly magical creatures ... Creatures that even a high-level knight of the order could not face, but Alek was not so crazy as to send Dylan to the deepest limits of the forest, he was the truth was about a kilometer from the wall. Many say that knights are monsters among humans, not all are so superior in terms of power, but some are so powerful that they would fight with an empty-handed beast. Knights can do things that normal humans would never be able to do, run at incredible speeds, make very high jumps, and are endowed with a lot of strength. A small part of the population is born with the sacred knight genes, this has been observed since the baby's birth. If trained at the right time, the bone constitution becomes much stronger and the rider's power often increases to normal.
It has long been said that the first sacred knights were born from the fruit of a human who fell in love with a magical creature, she gave birth to a boy who had the human form, but abilities that exceeded human limitations and that all knights are descended from him. Others say that a long time ago when humanity was about to be swallowed up by a very old evil, the knights appeared and together with the magicians and the necromancers won this war. But these are just old stories, often told to scare naughty children from both the nobility and the commoners.
After some time without drinking water, thirst attacked Dylan deeply, when he realized the taste of blood invaded his mouth, the fertile and unmistakable taste was the sign that one of his lips had broken and that his body was seriously dehydrated. He had been walking for hours and couldn't find a drop of water if he wanted, the day was very hot, the sun seemed to want to show all its splendor before the death of the poor apprentice. The shackles in his hands were not just chains used on humans, they were so strong that even a dragon would not easily break it. Dylan had used everything, but the chains made of Armenian steel were still intact. With his brain already on the verge of collapse, the poor boy did not realize how far he had moved away from the wall, more and more as he entered the forest his chances of dying grew exponentially. Until something peculiar happened, water.
Dylan couldn't describe how happy he was. He could even go a while without eating he was three days without eating because he only risked eating blackberries that he knew had no poison, but without water, the chance of dying from dehydration is much greater than without eating. After drinking as much water as his belly could handle, he washed his hair that now hung over his forehead, tried to brush it away with his hand over the shackle, and looked around the place where he was.
His heart was racing at an hour, that place was nowhere near the border where he was ordered to stay, he should have entered about a mile or so within the limit he had been warned not to cross under any circumstances. Even within acceptable limits, he was forced to flee from very dangerous creatures that almost killed him, like the pack of snake dogs, it was close to that that he was not devoured. The place he was in now was simply deadly beauty, the trees were a more intense green and the water source gave a different aura to the place. Dylan tried not to make too much noise but found it so strange that he had not been chased by any creatures.
By his calculations, he was well beyond the safe zone, which meant that his chance of survival is 0.01% considering his current condition. Dylan began to feel great despair suffocating him, it was an overwhelming presence that shook his bones. Dylan was unable to breathe and fell to his knees on the floor, trying to catch his breath and control the spikes of fear that made his legs swing so violently that they looked like they would be pulled out of his body. It was then that due to the situation he reached the peak of nonexistence, his presence was hidden. He dared not make a move and his breath did not even disturb the air around him.
Slowly he started to dominate his fear, not that he was overcoming fear, he was just throwing fear into a more inaccessible side of his mind. When he got back to his feet he saw the source of the overwhelming presence, he was a magnificent creature that he should not have in this forest. Probably she should have arrived a short time ago and her presence has not been identified, as an expedition would have already been sent to assess whether she represented risks to the Kingdom or not. The creature was a snow tiger, one of the most beautiful and deadly beings, it was a young beast, but it was twice the size of Dylan.
It was resting on the other side of the river, its size was so expressive that it could be mistaken for an icy hill. Surely the snow tiger had already sensed his presence before he hid it, but he was ignoring him for his small skill level, or maybe he mistook Dylan for a river stone as he could only have been felt for nothing. more than seconds. It was then that Dylan finally realized he had mastered the presence suppression technique, that was one of the most difficult skills to master, but when a knight managed to master it became one of the greatest survival skills in the face of creatures like that. Dylan's technique became so good that the tiger couldn't even distinguish his presence from the rest of the landscape.
{Hi guys, it's me, that one who knows everything! I suggest that when you enter the forest of the Beasts, you take cat herbs, this can save your life.}