Throughout the day, the group makes slow progress through the forest— the effects of Rukiyo's passive skills are more draining than she had expected.
The elf looked increasingly exhausted as the hours passed by, his gaze darting between Rukiyo and the surrounding forest to look for a way to speed up their journey through the forest, his muscles soft, but somehow tense the whole time.
Meanwhile, Blank tried to keep his eyes averted from her, opting to focus more on the scenery around them rather than the exhaustion that warred through his body.
The two of them felt vulnerable and they felt thankful for Rukiyo for being silent because she was to speak, to say something about it.. Well, they don't know how they would be able to deal with that.
