The moment Grey's feet touched the edge of the mountain, he heard a loud bang go off in head. His body shuddered, but his eyes were still filled with determination and madness. And without hesitation, he continued to ascend the misty mountain tops.
His body flickering slightly, red bloody Mist floated from his body. Making him look like he was expelling the mist from his body. But no, the red mist coming from his body was his own blood that was spilt as he tore through the wind.
His lips were pursed tersely, and his eyes were tinged with madness! Grey had crossed fifty meters, no... one hundred meters in one second!
But instead of slowly down, Grey began to speed up even more. He wanted to completely surpass his limits. To completely break them!
That's why when the wind tore through his body relentlessly, he didn't stop. He continued running. His goal was to keep just a sliver of the understanding that he had with him until the very end.
