Jo's pov

As I bounced along I looked around using my skill, escaped vision. It basically let me see the area around me in a 3rd person view. Damn, sight was sure one of the hardest parts of being a sword but with some skills he could see, hear, and smell like like any person but it just wasn't the same. He was currently strapped to his dad's waist as he rode atop his mother who was a horse. They were all alone in this continent. That was on purpose they wanted to be a family with out the distractions of others. With his being a sword it drastically raised his fathers physical attack and his magic attack was already high because he was an elf. They were clearing dungeons easily to gather strength before they settled down.

Earlier they had seen some weird birds dart past them in a dungeon but never fought before they flew past back up and out again it was so confusing. None the less they conquered the dungeon and stole the dungeon heart. It was the eighth that they had captured and the 11th dungeon they had cleared. They suspected that there was a stronger dungeon around here seeing as all that they had destroyed weak.

Jo was a loner on earth but here he was just with his family so he couldn't really be alone. Not that he could hide much he was a sword..

Looking up he seen a bird like the one from earlier. Almost as soon as he seen it it darted in a different direction and flew pell mell south west until he was nothing more than a dot before it took a dive at the ground and he lost sight of it behind the trees.

After telling his parents about it they decided to check it out tomorrow.