That day, Lith and Solus were alone because Selia and his parents were out choosing the furniture for the huntress’ new house, Protector was on a mission for Faluel, and Kamila was helping Jirni with a matter of the utmost importance that would keep her from returning home for a while.
Lith was supposed to be happy since he could spend the day as he saw best, but he was actually incredibly bored. The reason for his bad mood wasn’t his family, quite the contrary.
It was the lack of company and distractions that forced him to admit that his magical knowledge had hit a wall that he couldn’t overcome alone.
Lith had already checked the tower’s surroundings with the Sentries and knew there wasn’t anyone around. Instead of Warping to his destination like usual, he could afford to take a stroll back home to calm his nerves.
More than the Council’s meddling, it was the lack of a purpose that was eating at him from the inside. All of his lives he had always had a goal, something to strive for, whereas now he felt like he was stuck in a limbo.
He reached his personal secret clearing in the Trawn woods and sat on a rock, letting the familiar scenery soothe his grumpy mood.
’This was our first training ground, back when we had no idea you could turn into a tower.’ Lith thought.
’Yeah, we have a lot of memories connected to this place. Here I explained to you the difference between true and fake magic, you fought Irtu to the death, Tista learned how to swim in the river...’ Three dimensional doors opened, cutting Solus short.
"You’re a hard man to find, Lith Verhen." A stunning young woman said while her associates moved to Lith’s sides, trapping him inside a triangle formation.
She was about 1.76 meters (5’9") tall, with wheat blonde hair and clear blue eyes. Everything in her figure from her fair skin to her curves bordered on perfection, reminding Lith of Tista.
At a first glance, she seemed to be in her early twenties, but if she was an Awakened, appearances were bound to be deceiving. The other two were handsome young men, both taller and burlier than Lith.
Their perfect physique coupled with the focused expression that Lith associated with a true mage silently weaving their spells left little space for guesses.
’Either one of my human enemies recruits solely stern-looking top models as their goons or these guys are Awakened.’ Lith thought.
"Unless you’re here to tell me that the Council has given Faluel its consent to make me her apprentice, you’d better scram. I’m in a bad mood today, and three jackasses invading my turf make it even worse." Lith was happy for the distraction.
He could use some human-shaped stress balls to vent out a bit.
’Solus, how tough are these guys?’ Despite his bloodlust, he kept a level head and checked his opponents’ level before doing anything rash.
’Your intuition is right, they are all Awakened. The woman has a deep blue core, while the men have a bright cyan mana core. Their physical strength is simply unbelievable, they are on par with Treius.’ Solus’s thoughts were filled with shock and incredulity.
She clearly had a hard time believing her own mystical senses.
Lith inwardly cursed his bad luck and sprang into action. He remembered Treius all too well. The youth from the Blood Desert had merged with the Black Star, a Living Legacy that had bestowed upon him the physical prowess of a real Dragon.
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