In the tranquil forest, birds sang the song of wilderness while a young man moved as if he had become one with the wind. The lightning scattering from the soles of his feet was the force enabling him to move quickly. Weak beasts all ran away the moment he went past them. For these weak beasts, hiding was a smarter choice than confronting this young man who was radiating a dangerous aura. This wasn’t an action that required any intelligence, but just wild animals’ survival instincts.
While he could see the beasts hiding from him, Arias only cast a glance at them before moving past them uninterestedly. His target was not these weak beasts, but the strong beast hiding in the heart of the forest.