Yellow walked cautiously in the forest. While being wary of the surrounding, he searched for presence of anyone in trouble.
While Rin is out there fighting the Lamia, Yellow arrived to a place where trees are dilapidated and the soil is grazed by feet of those in chase.
Upon seeing this, Yellow followed the tracks where the foot marks led to.
The trail ended, but Yellow searched between the roots and behind the bushes.
There, he saw a girl with red hair. She's bleeding in her stomach, but she seemed to manage fine as she still glared at Yellow like she will kill him in the moment he tried to do anything unfunny.
But, that stare off between the two came to end quickly as the sound of rampaging lamias came to.
Yellow looked back and saw multiple lamia running toward him and the girl.
'Shit, they must've followed me.'
With guilt yet a sense of responsibility, Yellow stood in front of the girl. He levitated stones with mass of huge air molecules then spun them at high-speed.
It's one of the tricks he discovered he can do with just being able to manipulate the air within his little domain of air.
The stones spun rapidly, then Yellow directed them toward the monsters. He got no hesitation. The last time he shouted and thought too much about an urgent situation, he died with the one he's saving. This time he will act immediately.
The stones that the little boy released got some punch to it. It penetrated the scales of the common lamia variant. Some of the stones hit directly in the eyes, directly puncturing to the brain of the unfortunate monsters.
Upon seeing this, Yellow got a glimpse of hope of winning, and also a little excitement for his first fight in this fantasy world.
He repeated this pattern of controlling stones, spinning them in high velocity with air molecules, and then shooting them at high speed.
But the stones around him, surely isn't infinite. He sometimes just shoot with a mass of air, pushing back the monsters.
He knows he can't hold much if this continues, and he will be fatigued from overuse of his concentration.
"Hey, can you move? We need to get out of here!"
"F*uck! Can't you see I'm bleeding!" The girl with red hair seemed irritated by the little boy of five years old protecting her.
"We'll die!"
"Ugh! Okay! To where do we esca-" She abruptly stopped speaking. Yellow then looked back to see a lamia releasing its tail that just stung to the girl's back.