Aven utilizing the Abysmal Thunder Lightning Destructive Speed technique, darted across the cave.
As he went deeper and deeper into the cave, he continued running and panting.
At this moment, all that seemed to be on his mind was to escape the searing pursuit of his soon to be assailants if he wasn't careful, as he panted and panted.
His whole body was tired and stressed out from using the supposed short burst of speed technique for such a long time.
It was putting a hell of a strain on his body, but at this point in time.
It seemed that Aven could care less about the immense pain and agoby he was going through, the traumatizing pain of having his body being destroyed and then regenerated, it wasn't really a feeling that one would adopt to in the leadt bit.
Not even for a great machochist, as such a pain was enough to drive someone to the point of killing oneself, one would wish, just wish to be releived from such immense pain.
