Blake sensed that the bird that appeared in his vision was somehow connected to him. Not by the soul but more like by blood. He pulled his beak out of the squirrel's body and closed his eyes to think about the feeling he had when he was looking at the bird. It was as if he too was capable of such imposing sharpness. As if it wasn't just about a sharp beak but about the intent.

Thinking about this sharp intent for too long made him feel extremely dizzy so he had to stop for the day because he felt that he could cause some serious injuries to his mind if he continued. In any case, the image was ingrained in his mind and he wasn't worried it might disappear overnight. Blake sensed that as long as he contemplates that vision every day he can surely develop the same intent the bird had but if he only did that it would probably take him over a thousand years.

'If this is my gain from just one fight then I will have to fight more in the future.' Thought Blake as he soared into the sky again to continue his travels. Over the next couple of days he fought a beast that was weaker than him once a day as he would be too tired to fight again in the same day. His fighting style improved a lot and he mainly focused on using his beak to pierce his enemies like a lance however nothing magical happened again which made him a bit disappointed.

"Kyah!"

Today was another 'normal' day for Blake as he was still traveling to the mine when he heard some sort of commotion from nearby. He could swear to god that it sounded like a little girl was screaming and so he rushed towards the area where he heard it from. Halfway there he saw a young man with peculiar green hair jump out of a bush and run towards Blake with a big bear following behind him.

The young man had green hair, pointy ears, purplish skin and he was wearing a simple robe like the one cultists of his previous world would wear except his was green. He was running away from the bear while holding his robes up so that he doesn't trip on them which looked quite funny in Blake's opinion.

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Blake was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene of a furious bear chasing the weird elf. A moment later he couldn't hold it in anymore and burst out laughing. His laughter was basically just chirping yet the elf looked at him and yelled, "What are you laughing at, huh? How about helping me out here?"

For the second time today, Blake was stunned as he stared at the man and tried saying something, 'You understand what I am saying?' Yet what came out was just another chirp. The man looked at Blake in surprise while running in circles and said, "Of course I understand you but, how do you speak so well, you look like a Body Refinement beast and those are generally too stupid to think to this extent."

'We can talk about that later but right now let's beat this bear.' Blake was completely ecstatic to meet someone he could talk to. He was already going a bit crazy from talking to himself all the time and he was absolutely unwilling to see this person die.

"Alright, I'll fight him head on so you can sneak attack him." Said the elf and he suddenly transformed into a green bear that was only a bit smaller than the other one. He threw himself at the bear beast and they started fighting. Blake noticed that they were almost equally powerful but the bear beast was slowly gaining the advantage.

Blake circled behind the beast and closed on it without it noticing. He quickly swept down and scratched the tendons of the back left leg of the bear. The bear was not much stronger than Blake but it had the advantage in size. It groaned in pain and it was about to turn to attack Blake but how could that elf give it theto chance.

The elf quicky swept his bear paw and slapped the beast on its head with full force. The bear beast fell to the ground, groaning in confusion. It was sure that it was going to win yet a small bird suddenly attacked it from behind, making it lose the fight. It closed its eyes and waited for the final strike.

Blake was already plunging down towards the bear when he heard the elf speak, "Wait, don't kill it! I was the one who entered its territory, it was just protecting it, there is no need to kill it."