Jumping between trees, rocks, and other surfaces, Rean, Roan, and Luan continued making their way forward. On multiple occasions during the journey, Rean and Roan felt like Luan asked them to go in completely different directions. But in the end, Luan told them that they had never deviated from the path even once. They were following the flow of expanding space perfectly as far as Luan's eyes could see.
Nevertheless, one thing was certain. Rean and Roan didn't end up seeing any familiar places on their way. That at least meant they were not moving in circles.
*Roar!*
'Death Style, Third Form, Three Claws of the Dragon!'
Roan's three White Scythes fell down on the back of a monster that looked like an eight-legged lizard. Unfortunately, the lizard's eyes seemed to be able to see which one was real before it used its tail to block the main White Scythe.
*Swish, Swish, Clang!*
