Whoosh~
Ryne pushed some tangled vines aside, gazing upon a plain region with sparse trees around, the sound of flowing water in the background.
'It's this place…'
This was the same place where he had first met Daney, who was practicing his martial arts at that time by punching a tree.
Back then, it seemed to be a fearsome spectacle of a lost wandering child who had lost his mind.
'No, that idiot is still as unhygienic and dumb.' Ryne corrected himself with a smile.
His steps didn't stop even as he kept reminiscing about his first journey atop this foreign soil.
Soon he reached the seemingly minor stream, cascading with a soothing flow.
He remembered how even his master seemed to be in awe of this stream when he talked about it.
