Returning to the topic for the fourth time, I tend to stray further. I guess doing so many quests and roaming the world, distracted by anything had a great influence on me, even my writing is the same; I tend to stray from the way of relating.
After I met the Night grim, with its red-blazing eyes and frightening appearance, I ran for God knows how much I had to run. Maddock wasn't a runner, like me, and I wasn't either. He was a mage and a mage always worked on his magic skills rather than physical fitness. This made me think that I should train myself as well. I should try the agility training method, which obviously included running for goddamn hours until my body couldn't do it anymore. I did it obviously, but it was the less imaginable way possible.
