Graham walked over from the side and looked at the result of the boy's battle.
The Ogre had its head deformed and turned purple as it bled from many of its orifices.
While Felix, who was on the ground beside the Ogre's head, seemed to have gone unconscious with some small wounds on his body.
"He really killed a Rank 3 being at Rank 1...", Graham shook his head in amusement, as although he had helped the boy, it was an almost impossible accomplishment for someone as young as him.
"I wonder how strong you'll grow in the coming future."
He muttered while gently picking up the boy on his shoulder and using a simple technique of transferring small electric waves to relax the boy's sore muscles.
Graham then walked away from the place, searching for a spot for them to spend the night and have a campfire dinner.
*****
Felix twitched and opened his exhausted eyes when an aromatic smell tickled his nose.
