For the next several hours, Arthur only did one thing. He ran and ran without stopping. Using every single point of agility and every single point of stamina he had, he was hell-bent on crossing as much distance as possible before the end of the day.
Stopping every now and then, he took a break to replenish his depleted stamina bar before resuming his trip. In a matter of half a day, Arthur noticed that he got close to the Memory gate again.
His speed and continuous and relentless movement made it possible for him to cross a good distance in such a short period of time. Something that would have been impossible if he had done it before killing Lykean.
"Wow… 41 agility is no joke. I'm now so fast it's actually insane." Sitting near a tree branch drinking a potion, Arthur looked at the map with a satisfied expression. His current position was still considerably far away from the place where he died, but he was now way closer than before.
