The green breeze hoisted the towering young man's vessel like a feather and hauled him all the way into the Daylight Forest as if he were marching upon the tips of his toes. The aged man stationed at the location where they met once every single week appeared as though he were on the verge of perishing, as he perpetually did, and Mel was accompanying him this time.
"It appears you have stepped into the final tier of the Energy Crystal Mine; even the Wind Seed upon your right ankle is struggling to safeguard its own perimeter."
When his condition was deciphered with a single glare, Mel did not experience astonishment; he knew this man was vastly more than what he appeared to be. If Gorgana was aware of his existence and inquired why he hadn't perished yet, the Academy Leader undeniably recognized him as well.
"Fret not; if it fails to slaughter me, it can ultimately execute nothing aside from amplifying my power!"
