Twenty four hours passed in a flash.
The forest faded and Orion returned to the endless expanse of white.
Layed on the floor, his body full of wounds as his head pounded due to the overuse of God intent, Orion couldn't seem to properly catch his breath.
A trial he originally thought would be a walk in the park had suddenly turned into the hardest one so far as things only kept getting worse.
After the other beast kings arrived, they all began to attack and toy with him as he was forced to flee and run all over the forest which indirectly caught the attention of more beast kings which began to chase after him as well.
Though he was put under tremendous pressure up to that point Orion had found it manageable but that didn't last long.
As he ran, he found a river and foolishly decided to dive into it, seeking refuge but it was anything but safe as the waters were infested with more aquatic beast kings than he cared to count.
