A young man was running across a forest. There was blood all over his body, and he was missing his right arm. His face was pale, and he was doing all in his power to hide his aura.
He looked into the distance and could only see trees, making a sense of rage and frustration fill his heart as he continued walking forward until he reached a large mountain. The young man silently entered one of the caverns.
"¡BOOOM!"
Unfortunately for the young boy, before he could even catch his breath, the cavern he attempted to hide was blown to pieces, with him landing in the distance. It took all his strength to stand up, but he was barely able to rise before puking a mouthful of blood.
"I must admit, you surely are resilient to have endured for so long, but this is the end of the road, boy."
