The sun was setting in the capital, tinging the Velles estate in a warm glow and casting long shadows across the manicured lawns, across which a young man was slowly wandering with a dazed look.
After Reina left a while ago, Drai remained seated in the gazebo, giving a long and deep thought to the new information Reina had just revealed. Not only was he at a loss on how to rescue Ravi, he also wondered if there was any meaning in returning to the academy. And after failing to think of any feasible solutions for these new problems or ease his restlessness, Drai decided to roam the estate and walk his worries off.
During this time, the servants who happened to spot Drai felt concerned by his aimless wandering, but having sensed his somber mood, none dared to bother him.
As he passed by a large tree, Drai stopped. His gaze traced the tree's thick trunk up to its highest branch—its towering stature reminded him of the form he often assumed before his skill incidentally got modified.
