The third day of Limbo's journey began before sunrise, the habit Mark due to Rin, and his father.
Morning slowly revealed the mist with golden light before fading from forest, spirling around tree like snake to pray.
Limbo walked quietly, his steps were light despite the rough terrain.
Traveling alone was not unfamiliar to him anymore, it strengthens his senses , view and decision making. The forest had its own rhythm, even in the corrupt source. Despite years of growing within Navals borders he understood many of its moods.
As he moved, the air felt strained.
Not heavy full of corruption, not yet...strange.
Stretched thin, like a rope pulled too tight.
He movements slowed near a fallen log and crouched beside the soil.
At first glance it looked healthy, dark, full of life. But when he brushed aside the top layer, the truth reaveles itself.
Thin grey veins rand through the dirt beneath, faint and almost invisible.
They pulses once and vanished.
Limbo narrowed his eyes slightly.
"You're not spreading," he murmured to himself, there was no one else, except him and forest this moment.
His fingers hovered over the ground.
The corruption patterns were expanding like wildfire were stopped their march thi instant.
That's he thought.
But it was moving, flowing like a water being drawn somewhere far away.
He pressed his palm gently against the soil.
He wish to feel, read to environment.
So he can used the knowledge He grasp to come with solution.
A small thread of mana slipwd from his hand into the earth.
Not lightning...not anymore.
The matching energy inside him answered first flowing softly into the affected ground.
The reaction he get was immediate.
The grey veins dimmed slightly.
Life stirred beneath the surface again.
But only briefly.
After a few seconds the darkness returned, crawling slowly back into the same channels.
Limbo withdraw his hand.
"So forest's energy... repair...."
He rubbed his hands together, thinking, focusing using hakini.
Then He tried something else.
A faint spark of lightning flickered along his palm, which he directed downward.
The effect was stronger.
The grey veins shattered instantly, burned away like peace of paper.
But the soil itself cracked slightly under the sudden force.
Limbo frowned.
"Too... destructive...need more careful and..."
Lightning remained the coruption quickly, but damaged the land. Forest energy healed the land.
But it was slower.
He sat quietly for a moment, thinking.
After a deep meditation on thoughts.
Ahh...
"I'll need both."
He rose and continued forward.
The forest grew quiter as the hours passed.
Occassionally he encountered animals, but they also behaved strangely.
Some fled immediately.
Others simply watched from the distance, eyes uneasy.