He had failed his mission. But for the first time in his life, as he turned away from the market, Hunter felt a spark of something entirely new: the terrifying, beautiful feeling of choosing his own path. If you'd like, I can:
Hunter spun, drawing his staff. The battle was chaotic. Luz was quick, creating ice walls and fire pits, forcing Hunter to use his teleportation. He was faster, stronger, and better trained, but she was creative. 6. Hunting Palismen
The morning fog over the Boiling Isles was thick and acidic, but not thick enough to hide the sharp, agonizing glare from the Emperor’s Coven scouts patrolling the Glandus market. Hunter—the Golden Guard, the youngest prodigy, and the most exhausted person on the Isles—adjusted his mask, trying to ignore the constant, icy pressure in his chest. Today was not a day for training; it was a day for "harvesting." He had failed his mission
Hunter looked at the fox, then back at the approaching Coven guards. He made a split-second decision that would change everything. The battle was chaotic
Hunter didn't fight dirty—he just fought to win. He snapped the vines with a blast of energy, his mind racing. He was falling behind, and failing meant displeasing Belos. He needed to get a palisman, any palisman.