The thick rainforest was Kent's home now, and he had settled into a disciplined routine that allowed him to sharpen his survival skills while keeping a watchful eye on the surroundings.
Each morning, he would wake before sunrise, checks on the situation of the princess and her ties. After feeding her dry rations he comes out and climbs the tallest tree.
After stretching his well-built frame atop the high branches of a centuries-old tree, he picks a direction.
Like everyday the morning mist clung to the leaves like silver threads, and the distant cries of mystical beasts filled the damp air.
Kent would descend gracefully, landing on the soft mossy ground below, his senses fully alert. His first priority was always checking the area for intruders. The Emperor's men were relentless, and he knew they wouldn't give up searching for Princess Chi Kai so easily.
His second priority was hunting—both for food and for useful herbs.
