Hunter lay in the training room, looked up at the ceiling, tracing the complex cracks before he let out a sigh for the umpteenth time.
He was bored of staying in the castle, even though he loved the training room; he yearned to fight something alive.
"Hmm. I heard the mystical forest is home to some tough creatures. I might get the chance to transform into my other form... It's been so long," Hunter murmured to himself, growing interested and tempted by the thought.
He shot to his feet and left the room in a long stride, "I should ask her Majesty for the location where stronger beasts can be found." He began to whistle, his body energized by the mere thought, and he teleported back to his room to freshen up—he reeked of sweat.
In the study, Elora leaned back in her seat as she listened to Lia's report.
