"A name?"
"Yes, a name. I can't call you spirit guardian forever."
"Fair point, I also don't want to be constantly reminded of that occupation, of my past. However, I can't think of any, I'll give you the honors of deciding a name for me." The spirit guardian said.
Mark dropped from the tree on his two feet, and once he did, he felt a sudden ringing in his ears, and his balance was almost off.
Despite the belt of invincibility being around him, he felt weak and emaciated. His abdomen then rumbled. His eyes went up to the spirit guardian.
"You need to eat something, else you'll become walking bones in no time. The belt of greater will can only do so much."
"You're right about that." He sighed and recalled Yudar's words.
"I'd have to go hunting." He admitted and started walking into the forest, in search of a prey unlucky enough to come across him.
"What about Turner?"
