A week had passed since the both of them left their base in the dungeon.
They roamed about with Luke's backpack on his back and trained so hard they felt like dying.
Luke would always pick a very dangerous task for the two of them to complete.
Last time, he had told Obed to hunt over five scarlet wolves himself. A wolf that had scarlet red hair and eyes. They liked to move in groups of ten or more and were fast at attacks. Their main weapons were their claws, teeth, and spikes that grew on their tails.
The cuts they had left on Obed's body had been enough to kill some other Chosens but due to his mana core and Luke, he had survived and most of the cuts were now totally gone. They vanished like they were never there.
"Are you sure it's okay to stay this long without going back? Elisa might be worried." Obed sat under the shades of an oak tree almost as huge as their base in the training zone.