However, it was enough.
As they traveled, Elliot realized that his greatest weakness was that he didn't know how to fight. He may have had strength, but he didn't know how to utilize all of it.
But as the days of continuous fighting passed, he began to improve rapidly.
Additionally, it helped him greatly to know that there weren't only Orcs here, so he could fight Werewolves and other types of beasts he encountered along the way, which helped him improve in different ways of fighting.
In this way, three days passed.
"We've been traveling almost all day for three days. How big is this place?" Jenna complained as she leaned against a tree to rest.
It was getting dark again, and the fog slowly began to settle over them. They had seen so many trees that she was starting to get a little stressed, thinking that they had entered Tall-Ur and were walking to their deaths.
Elliot was almost the same as her, but he didn't reveal his feelings.
