Hanging on a canopy of a tree upside down, Azariel flipped himself up and landed on the branch.
"Damned old man, he must be out of his mind…"
He patted himself and wiped the blood that dripped out of his mouth.
That one push sent him flying like a ragdoll. He was unable to resist, once again experiencing the extent of his father's powers.
He jumped, landing on the surface before making his way back, not knowing how many formations he had broken. Although it wasn't something he needed to pay for, someone was going to get busy repairing all these formations their mothers had painstakingly built.
While he made his way back, he noticed an enclosed formation.
Such formations contained dangerous resources.
His lips twitched since he saw that he created a hole in it from being sent flying by his father.
