“Teach me first. I’ll tell you later if I succeded,” Sam said.The elder chuckled. “What a difficult young man. Alright, then, show me your attack,” the elder said.“You want tme to attack you?”The elder shook his head, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "No, don't aim at me. Just try to unleash a small attack on the tree or bushes. Not too hard, please. We don't want to destroy the trees."Nodding in understanding, Sam took a deep breath and focused his energy. With a swift motion, he unleashed a weak wind punch at a nearby tree, watching as the leaves rustled and the branches swayed."Ah, I see the problem," the elder said, nodding in understanding.“What problem? I win a lot of fight with that simple move,” Sam said defensively."It's not that it's a problem for fighting," the elder explained, "but it surely becomes a problem for your flight attempt."Sam blinked, his mind racing as he tried to process the elder's words. "What do you mean?" he asked, feeling a sense of frustration c

Sam continued to dodge and weave around the serpent's thrashing form. He could feel the weight of the battle pressing down upon him. At every evasive maneuver, he drew the creature's attention toward him, his movements calculated to keep the serpent focused on him and away from his comrades.Meanwhile, the hunters and Lyra launch their attacks, aiming for the serpent's head in an attempt to exploit its vulnerability. Inspired by Lyra's earlier success, they target its eyes, hoping to blind the creature and weaken its defenses. However, the serpent's constant movement made it difficult to land it, and their efforts were met with limited success.Amidst the chaos of battle, the elder unleashed his formidable powers, calling upon the forces of nature to aid in their struggle. With a series of incantations, he conjured forth massive vines that surged upward from the ground, entwining themselves around the serpent's tail and holding it firmly in place.The creature thrashed and writhed in

The first light of dawn cast a golden glow over the village of Moonflower, stirring Sam and Lyra from their slumber. As Sam and Lyra emerged from their hut, they were met with the sounds of excitement and anticipation drifting from the main field. Curious, they exchanged a glance before making their way towards the source of the commotion.They saw a large gathering of villagers gathered around the main field, where the elder stood at the center, surrounded by the dancing wisp. The atmosphere was charged with reverence and awe as the villagers watched intently, their faces illuminated by the soft light of dawn.In the center of the field stood the towering figure of the deer statue, its imposing presence casting a shadow over the assembled crowd. Sam and Lyra watched in wonder as the elder performed a ritual, his movements fluid and graceful as he raised the statue from its resting place.The statue began to glow with an otherworldly light, its form shifting and changing until it resem

Sam and Lyra were asked to approach the spring under the elder's guidance, they could feel a sense of anticipation rising within them. The air around them seemed to be filled with otherworldly energy, and the spring itself glowed with a soft, ethereal light.The old man's voice, deep and resonant, broke the silence. “The deer spirit has spoken,” he said, his words containing ancient wisdom. “He wants to bestow his blessings on you.”With a serious nod, the elder pointed towards the spring, indicating that Sam and Lyra should drink from its magical waters. As they bent down and took a sip, they felt a surge of power flow through them, like a great river of energy had flowed into their spirits.For Sam, who had consumed the essence of three hellish daemons, the sensation was unlike anything he had ever experienced. As if his energy capacity had expanded massively, his body pulsed with new strength and vitality.Beside him, Lyra's eyes lit up in astonishment as she too felt a huge energy

Sam and Lyra approached the outskirts of the Moonflower Village. They were greeted by the sounds of residents' activity. The atmosphere in the main field was chaotic and messy, remnants of the grand feast that had taken place the night before scattered across the ground. Empty plates and cups lay strewn about, and some villagers were still asleep, exhausted from the festivities.Lyra wrinkled her nose as she surveyed the scene. "Looks like the villagers had quite the celebration last night," she remarked.Sam chuckled as he took in the scene. "Seems like they really know how to throw a party around here," he said, a teasing grin playing on his lips.Lyra shot him a playful glare before turning her attention back to the chaotic scene before them. "It's a bit messy though, don't you think?" she said, gesturing to the scattered debris littering the field."Yeah, looks like they had a bit too much fun last night," he said with a laugh.They made their way through the field and passed vill