Sitting down with his back against a sturdy, prickly tree that jabbed at his spine slightly, he held a wide view over the nearby cliffs.
Hearing the two girls chatting and getting along, holding smiles despite the tedious environment, he was able to smile himself--keeping his watchful, yet relaxed gaze forward.
I want to master this ability of mine...That requires actually using it again. I can feel it--bubbling up inside of my stomach, churning up a mass of energy--but for some reason...I'm scared. For one, the lack of control I had over myself against that minotaur...What'll happen when they're around me?...What about that darkness I saw in my dream? I have a bad feeling--but it's something I need to get over. I hate to admit it, but that ability is my next step to becoming a proper Outlander, Ren pondered.
