"Haah…huff…hah!" Gilthru rushed through the forest, using his Wind Mana from time to time to gain a lead. As he didn't have enough mana reserves, he couldn't fly far enough.
After all, Orcs had exceptional tracking senses, able to track someone they had marked for hundreds of kilometres at a stretch.
And worst of all, the Orcs chasing him were wild Orcs, not under anyone's control. Daka Felera only influenced their hunger using his scent. Due to that, until he ends up in their tummies, they would chase him no matter how far he flees away.
If he had enough mana, he could have flown as quickly as possible until he left their tracking range. Unfortunately, he didn't have enough and hence had to run as quickly as possible.
Growl!
A stray Magic Beast ambushed him, intending to bite his head off when it was unable to open its mouth. A metal strap wound its mouth, preventing it from opening it. Its forearms flashed in a flurry, pulling out the strap.
