“Did you hear that, Lucy?” Ian asked as he tossed the swords back into his pocket dimension.0

“Of course!” Lucia immediately replied, already on her feet. 0

Though the darkness remained as thick as ever, her faintly glowing eyes locked directly onto Ian. “I can run today, too.”0

“Then get ready to leave. Now.” Ian scooped up the blanket, crumpling it in his hand as he spoke. 0

No matter how urgent the situation, he had to grab the essentials—the blanket, water pouch, and storage box. Before he could even say anything, Lucia was already rolling up the wolf skin cloak to carry. 0

As Ian opened the lid of the storage box, a familiar sound interrupted.0

Rumble...0

The ground rumbled again, louder this time. Bits of debris fell from the ceiling, scattering across the floor. Ian’s brow furrowed as he shoved the blanket into the storage box.0

How long did I sleep?0

He had completely lost track of time. His magic felt replenished, heavily layered, but that was no reliable indicator. His accelerated magic recovery and the Meditation he’d started before drifting off made it impossible to gauge how long had passed.0

“Go ahead. I’ll catch up after finishing a quick prep,” Lucia said as she handed over the cloak, along with the water pouch and blanket she had gathered.0

Ian swiftly took them, stuffing everything into the storage box, before turning to her.0

Lucia gestured...0