Early in the morning of the sixth day that Desmond had spent in the world of Erack, the light of dawn had barely made an appearance when a certain stubborn hunter was already finishing his physical training, Desmond covered in sweat took only a minute of rest before of walking to the spring to the east of the property where he proceeded to sit in meditation; from time to time the raven-haired youth condensed a small drop of water from the mana around and dropped it into the center of the spring as he continued his meditation.
This process was repeated an indefinite number of times until the sunlight became intense enough to indicate the beginning of the morning, feeling the heat against his skin Desmond stayed only a few seconds enjoying the moment before leaving his meditation; after which he proceeded to quickly cleanse his body with some spring water before entering the hut.
