A roar that seemed full of mockery echoed, and after yet another day, the Nomas Lion finally showed signs of retreat.
This human possessed some ability; it couldn't kill him, so it simply decided not to.
After all, in the end, he was just a tasty morsel.
And for it, the forest always had plenty of food.
"Whoosh—"
Panting heavily, the young hero gradually began to feel exhausted.
He discerned the lion's thoughts, but he truly had no means to stop them.
How could one defeat such an impenetrable body, when as long as it breathed, no one could harm it...
"Hmm?"
With a flicker in his eyes, the young hero suddenly seemed to remember something.
Every being in the world was composed of body and soul, just like the person he wished to resurrect.
And for wise beings, the soul was even more important, as it was the vessel carrying thoughts and reasoning.
Yet there were exceptions in this world, like the deities and monsters on par with them.
