A month went by and Eren finally understood the forest.
Not all of it. Nobody could understand all of it because the place rearranged its own horrors every few kilometers. But the western half between the portal meadow and the old village ruins he had mapped in his head down to which streambeds were actually streambeds and which ones were lids on top of underground bug wars.
He also got better at using his own body. After weeks of fighting things that wanted to eat him he had stopped thinking about his skills as separate buttons and started moving like the skills were just part of him. Two of them had even leveled up from pure use, his Combat Mastery and his Basic Archery climbing one notch each over the month.
But he still couldn't wrap his head around the Clone.
