The elderly Aethelian's display did not escape Aron's sense. As he and his group changed directions, he looked toward the largest tree in the woodland and furrowed his brows, but said nothing and carried on moving.
Meanwhile, at the same colossal tree that stood several hundred feet high, the Aethelian old man left his position at the peak and began to descend.
Despite his feeble looking appearance, he displayed great agility as he jumped from branch to branch at an alarming speed. His figure was coated in a soft bluish glow as if moved, making it clear he was augmenting his body using mana to support these moves he was doing.
Soon, his surroundings changed from thick branches and dense leaves to a bustling woodland utopia.
