At the end of the fourth day, Kyrian ordered everyone to land again.
This time, it was a tranquil clearing at the edge of a forest of ancient pine trees, their branches heavy.
The air was cold and pure. After distributing spirit stones to the hungry beasts, Kyrian announced, without ceremony.
"I will step away for a moment."
Before surprise or a question could form on the others' faces, he was already turning and disappearing among the dark trunks, his footsteps making a sound that quickly faded into the distance.
The reason was obvious in Kyrian's mind. He had not fed properly in the past few days.
He made no effort to hide his presence. In a forest, his vital presence was like a beacon. The response did not take long.
With the sound of snapping branches and a low grunt, a Steel-Tusk Boar burst out of the vegetation. It was a mass of muscle and fury at the 5° stage of Qi Accumulation, the size of a small horse, its curved, sharp tusks gleaming like polished metal.
