Reith watched as the rest of the adventurers arranged their materials on the cold floor.
The sun was going down a lot faster and time seemed to be speeding up. He rested his back on a tree and sat under it.
"There has to be a way to control my technique without being in a situation of life and death," he muttered to himself.
Looking at his hands, he remembered how his fingers had trembled and the memory made him frown.
"How would I save Reisa if I keep doing it this way?" He sighed and raised his head.
And then he was suddenly startled. The short girl was looking at him again with a deep frown.
"What do you want? You have been following me everywhere," Reith stated as he turned his gaze away from her.
The girl remained silent, but she kept her gaze fixed on him.
Getting frustrated by the attention this human was giving him, Reith stood up from his spot and walked away.
