Light wind gently caressed Gray's face, the cool touch calming his restless thoughts as his blonde hair fluttered lightly against his forehead.
The distant chirping of birds and rustle of leaves brought a fleeting sense of peace, a stark contrast to the chaos he had just endured. After carefully picking two more crimson Devil Hex flowers, Gray decisively turned toward Knight Heaven City.
The earlier battle had stirred the forest's natural order, sending shockwaves through the ecosystem. Predators were bound to notice the disturbance; staying here any longer would be not only foolish but suicidal.
Behemoth's towering shoulders became his perch, the giant's steady, silent strides carrying him over the rugged terrain. The sensation of wind brushing against his face as the ground blurred below almost felt like flying.
