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The old man, Altuna, spent the entire day dilly-dallying, aimlessly wandering through the city. With a walking stick in his hand, he moved through the entire city.
He had taken a leave from the academy, first in years, and thus he no worry of returning back.
As evening fell, he made his way toward the Sticky Forest. Although he was traveling on foot, his pace far outstripped the bus which had been used earlier by the academy students.
