Danny and Dainel continued to train continuously without stopping or visiting the village.

They could use each other's powers, which made them very strong compared to normal first-tier fighters. In addition, when Danny exhausted his strength and gave his body to Daniel, his body fatigue did not go away, but his force fatigue did, and Daniel could use his force as if he had never used it before.

Daniel had trained the wogs as attack dogs. The creatures moved silently on their four limbs and attacked on Daniel's command.

Daniel had especially taught them to attack the neck and tear it off. They often hunted with this method.

The moment he saw Danny's flame, Daniel had the idea to build a smelter. He spent days building it out of mud and stone.

After he had built it, he found that he could use the new power to sustain a fire at very high temperatures and melt a few pieces of metal very easily, but he could not make much progress because he was short of materials.

Three months passed in this way. Winter was over. The first spring had come. Daniel's Wogs had grown up a lot, though they were not fully grown. They could hunt very easily on the hunts.

Daniel left the body to Danny. Danny put on his normal clothes and went back to the village as if nothing had happened.

Everything seemed normal in the village, the children were running around, the animals were grazing and the village women were talking to each other while doing the laundry.

The men of the village were cleaning the stables after letting the animals out after the long winter. They had made large piles of dung. This dung would be used as fuel for the next winter.

Danny saw his aunt Elise at this time. Elise hugged Danny, whom she loved like her own son. "Hank said you wanted to stay away from people after seeing bad things. I was so scared that something would happen to you. All that time alone in that cabin."

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Meanwhile he checked Danny's clothes. "Your clothes are very clean, there are some new tears but they are sewn very neatly." Elise couldn't believe it "How could you take such good care of yourself?"

Danny wanted to answer this woman who had been like his mother for years. But he decided not to answer, he just lifted his shoulders and made a don't know sign.

Elise knew something was strange, but she didn't know exactly what. Danny was on his way to his Uncle Hank's house when he saw Alissa cheerfully hanging laundry.

Danny turned his head and walked away. When Alissa noticed Danny, she wanted to say something. But she swallowed, she didn't dare.

In front of the house Sam and Eva were playing with their friends. When they saw Danny, they gathered around him. Eva and Sam hugged Danny. The children started asking questions. "Where have you been, Danny?" "Did you go to war like Ean, Danny?" "Shall we play a game, Danny?" Danny shook his head and went into the house.

He remembered his old cheerful self. He was stupid but happy. When the children asked, Ean came back to his mind. There was no news from the war. His cousin Ean was the closest thing Danny had to a brother.

Now is not the time to think about that, he told himself.

Danny found his uncle cleaning the barn. Quietly he picked up a shovel and began to help with the cleaning.

Danny was stronger and faster than ever. What would have taken Hank several hours if he had done it alone was done in half an hour.

Hank noticed that Danny's already extremely muscular body had lost even more fat.

He smiled and put his hand on Danny's right shoulder. "I see you've been working hard this long winter away from us. Are you relieved? Are you going back to the village now?" Danny shook his head, "I intend to stay away from the village." "Why?" Danny said with an uneasy expression on his face, "I don't want people to know that I'm not the same anymore."

Hank didn't like this mysterious Danny who spoke so little. He missed the old Danny. "Then why did you come to the village?" Danny put a big bag of smoked and dried meat at Hank's feet.

He took several sacks of grain, a sack of flour and a barrel of pickles. "We need it outside the village," he said.

Hank looked at the meat "I thought you hated killing, you've done a lot of hunting." Danny just nodded.

Hank tried to understand what his nephew was going through. After all, his nephew was going through a difficult time. Suddenly something in his brain was fixed. And it had hit him hard.

What he used to think were friendly remarks were just words of mockery. It must have been hard for Danny to realize that the girl he thought was his girlfriend was someone who was using him. Maybe that's why it's hard for him to be in this village. Hank thought.

Danny had created an image in people's eyes of a recluse after what he had been through. He grabbed his supplies and started walking out of the village.

He was heading away from the village and towards the woodcutter's hut in the interior of the forest. But that's when he heard the sound of fighting. Daniel took control.

He was armed with nothing but a dagger.