Jack's long ignored and useless pleas echoed through the forest while dragging his feet through the mud, trying to find his way out before the mud solidified like the countless times he had been stuck here before.
This thing treated as a game by the heavenly demon was a training method he made to help Jack increase his speed while getting used to wild survival. Jack knew very well that getting stuck was far from the true punishment, so he worked his ass off to get himself out.
It was not his first failure, otherwise he would have been crying by now. Aside from this cancerous training, Jack had done things he thought were impossible previously. He thought his body would remain as strong as it was, unable to handle the corruption of the forest.
