Fane could hear the resentment in Jed’s words.
Nonetheless, Jed knew in his heart that he could not blame Fane for anything—he did not force them to jump down the Cliff of Sorrow. Although they would have died regardless, they would be tortured to their death had they not jumped off. Jumping off the Cliff of Sorrow and waiting for their deaths here was much better than being tortured by the masked man up there. They would not die in disgrace, at least, despite how tormenting this would be to die.
Fane ignored them and found a clean place to meditate and recover. He kept performing seals with his hands as strands of true energy traveled between the tip of his fingers. Then, he pointed forward, and a
strand of his true energy hit the air.
Fane suddenly opened his eyes and stared forward, frowning. It was the position where his true energy had gone toward, but nothing had happened.
If anything. Fane just made himself look odd.
Dwight and Jed looked at each other helplessly. They raised their brows and had no idea what Fane planned to do.
Fane ignored them both and once again sent a strand of true energy forward. Just like before, however, nothing happened Fane then stood up from the ground, his eyes wide open as he took a few steps forward and punched into the air with his true energy. He continued to land punches into the air as he walked.
This time, Fane looked like he was a lunatic, much to Jed and the rest's bewilderment. Jed cupped a hand over his mouth slightly and turned toward Dwight, whispering into his ear, "Has that guy gone crazy? What is he doing? He keeps punching the air; is he planning on exploding the air? Does he think we can go out if he does that?"
Dwight shook his head and said helplessly, "Who are those questions for, exactly?
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