"Gwooong!"
A low bird cry, like the roar of a bear, rang out behind him again and again, mixed with heavy footsteps that made the ground tremble faintly and the sharp cracks of branches snapping and breaking.
Kash gripped his Grey Stone Spear tightly and sprinted with all his might.
On his bronze skin, tattoos of waves, gales, and conch shells overlapped and intertwined, warping and pulsing as his muscles surged and contracted with his high-speed movement.
The densely wooded environment of Thin Mist Forest was not his comfort zone.
The thick oaks that filled every part of his vision were like those irritating giant strands of seaweed on the ocean floor. Not only did they block his sight, they also slowed his movement speed to a great degree.
Even though he was rich in adventuring experience and had been everywhere, whether the Underdark, ice fields, or volcanoes...
This middle-aged man, who had grown up by the sea and taken up the profession of [Tide Hunter], could only bring out his full strength on the surging waves of the ocean.
If there had been so much as a stream, he could have used the abilities of his profession to shake off the Owlbear pursuing him with ease.
But now all he saw were trees. His professional Feats had no room to be used, and it was difficult to widen the distance between him and his opponent.
Kash knew very well that the only reason the Owlbear behind him had not caught up yet was because he had a certain head start. In terms of speed, he was not actually much faster than this Bear Beast with its powerful explosive force.
The moment he showed signs of flagging and his speed dropped, those sharp hooked claws, strong enough to tear through