Agreement

By nightfall, the camp at the lakeside had fallen silent. Both the soldiers and their captives were thoroughly exhausted after the long, hard day, and they’d gone to bed early. The only ones full of energy were the three raptors, who’d just had a heavy meal. They took on patrol duty.

Richard meditated until he completely recovered his mana, before walking out of his tent and slowly wandering towards the lake.

Standing by the lake was the graceful silhouette of Flowsand. Even though she rarely meditated, it seemed like she could recover her mana just as fast as him. She was quietly gazing out at the lake, her thoughts a mystery. The Book of Time was hanging from...