Amon did some stretching. His body was still aching, but the wounds were healed since he had drunk a healing potion.
"Hah... My body is still aching. But all is well now." Amon patted his clothes, removing the dust from his uniform. Putting back his hatchet inside the storage ring, Amon decided to move from this place.
He kept his sword in his right hand. It's better to be ready for anything. Though now he was wondering in which direction he should go. He rubbed his chin with a thoughtful expression.
There were still three days remaining. It would soon be evening. He needed to find a perfect place to live for tonight, not like last night, where he literally slept on a tree, which was actually very dangerous.
Putting those thoughts aside, Amon decided to walk in the direction that would lead to the center.
Crunch! Crunch!
His steps were calm and steady, making a crunching sound every time he stepped on dry leaves. He pushed aside the huge plant leaves and vines while walking.
