Travelling diagonally away from his earlier path, the wanderer in his brown overcoat chased after a patch of sky. Blue in all its glory.
He couldn't tell the creature apart from the sky as it glided above the dunes running away from him.
The chase pushed him.
And he pushed the beast to reveal its cards.
Having suffered the first two attacks, the beast shimmered slightly. However, before its shimmering could end, another spear made from the action of earth struck it.
This time there was no sound. The spear of stone embedded and then slid down into the sand dune below.
"Wait up!" He charged after the elusive patch.
Sky stayed endless and stark blue. The beast mirrored the sky and kept its colour, yet it could not maintain the illusion of being part of it. Not while the boy attacked it with the rope guided effects of elements actions.
Once more he did the action of fire as the rope straightened pointing at the irregular patch of sky. As the rope began to have a directed flame as the effect of the action, he whipped the rope quickly.
The directed flame had only grabbed on the structure of the rope and its directed intent when suddenly the rope was no more there in the flame. Only the directed intent of force remained.
Wanderer struck the back of this floating mass of spear-like flame with the bone dagger's side.
Spear of flame, with the inherited directed nature and the intent of the rope's prior action, coupled together with the bone dagger's hit flew straight at rapid speed.
Still it missed the patch of irregular sky in front of the boy.
Just by a hair.
"Quitting isn't an option…huff, huff," the boy reminded himself.
Gritting his teeth, he steadied the bone dagger in his left hand. Sprinting forward, he whipped the rope again to point it at the supposed beast while near the end of straightening of the rope he tapped on the left of the rope grip he held on.
Tapping thrice, the action of ice began to capture the entire rope, but the wanderer moved it away with a raise and slammed his dagger to the back of the collected ice spear-like formation.
It flew forward. This time it did not miss.
For the spear penetrated the supposed body of the beast.
Once again, after a few moments the spear left the same space and landed down on the sand dune sinking into it.
"Uhh!" he cursed.
He did not know how far he had travelled chasing the anomaly. His spears had failed to pierce or end the chase.
Still he continued.
Now far away from where he saw the patch move, his chase changed from killing the patch to uncovering what it was.
Perspiration drenched him under his overcoat. The mirage he chased after disappeared from his peripherals.
'I-I am in unmarked territory.' He thought to himself.
"No, I was in one to begin with."
Steeling his resolve he ran after the flying patch. It seemed odder against the sky more and more as both went in the same direction leaving the mirage out of their range of sight.
Running after, he glanced around him time to time. Not spotting any more patches of sky or desert to be a bit odd.
But there was one thing he saw. It was that the sky seemed to becoming dull in colour.
"Whatever," he did not care about the sky. His focus entirely on the beast while the sky kept becoming duller and yet he also knew it had only been less than a quarter of daylight time having passed.
The sound of wind became lower as the wind crashing into him died one after the other.
'Whatever,' he told himself internally again.
A new spear formed of the same strategy, he launched a combination of the effects of action of fire and earth. The flames ignited the iron spear hotter than it needs to melt the iron.
The spear yet again passed through the patch of sky, the irregular one.
'So, why is it running if it can face me alone?' His mind wandered mid sprint.
The boy glanced around slightly trying to find any other patch of sky or sand that may look like it had been closing in on him from a different view.
That's when he realized.
"The sky," he looked up with a questioning expression.
'It truly had started becoming darker.' His mind concluded. Running after his chase, he could now see a bit clearer than before the irregular patch of sky.
The patch to him looked like a veil was drawn on a beast with explosive arms and legs where there are eight arms and three legs.
"That's… That's not…normal." He did not know what to infer from such a misshapen body.
During all his time in Beret, he had not heard of such a creature. Rather, he had never learned something that could be useful against such an anomaly in creatures.
Working his mind, he had deduced before with the first shot at it that it probably does have some sort of adaptability to sudden attacks by pointed weapons.
His heart beat so loudly. Believing that it may already be possible that due to this he might have been known, how many beasts were aware of him was still unknown to him. But he needed to stick to something to find something worthwhile.
No matter what his current situation was, the sky did not seemed to be affected by it. It kept getting stark darker. And then, the boy looked up still chasing behind the odd creature, an endless flat stone floating above him.
For this stone was no stone, but the floor of a majestic castle, one that flew by its own methods.
'What is this?' A simple question landed in his mind just the moment when he was getting accustomed to the sudden darkness and the death of sky above him for leagues in any direction.
But right then, a streak of air he felt and before his eyes, the patch of sky he was chasing was killed.