The wind kept blowing, the clouds kept running, and so the time moved. It had already been a week since the disappearance of the behemoths.
They have now become part of the past. After some time, no one will ever remember if they even existed. Only with their skeletons left behind can one imagine how they might have been.
In a secluded place hidden in the mist, a human could be seen sitting with his legs folded and his eyes closed. Meditating to recover his mana, his mana recovery rate has improved with time.
Not far from him was a boulder, below which a creature could be seen. What was strange was the sword flying in the air above it.
It was a beautiful-looking sword with intricate patterns and a golden body. Its cold blade appeared sharp enough to slash even light.
Below it was a two-meter-long creature. It was not intimidating at all when compared to the large creatures here.
