Outside Kalanfor, wilderness.
"Huff... huff..."
Sparse weeds mixed with tiny pebbles swiftly retreated on both sides of the road.
Xia Nan panted heavily, swinging his arms back and forth.
The light plate armor rubbed against the chain armor beneath it, producing crisp metal clashing sounds; the backpack behind him violently bounced with his fast-paced movement, and a faint chaotic noise could be heard from within.
There were no unnecessary thoughts.
The strange fungi similar to those in the goblin nest, Frogon's sudden change of attitude, the fleeting overwhelming presence, and the inexplicable move towards the town...
All hinted to Xia Nan, who had already speculated about the target the barbarian was tracking along the way, as soon as he heard the words to run in the opposite direction.
Without any hesitation, he sprinted wildly.
