Azel finally reached the wall of the town, stretching his neck a bit as he exhaled.
The long walk from the Gravegrounds had taken a few minutes, but he was fine… he was used to moving between realms at this point.
When he spotted the familiar teleportation mage sitting at a small wooden table beside Captain Rhun, he blinked.
The mage was calmly drinking a glass of creamy white liquid.
"Ah, you're still here?" Azel asked, walking closer with a raised brow.
The teleportation mage… the same one who had brought him down to Karan town nearly choked on his drink.
He quickly wiped his mouth and straightened up.
Rhun, meanwhile, chuckled and continued drinking his own without a care in the world.
"Yes, I am," the mage said, clearing his throat. "I figured you were resting. The Head of the Mage Department told me that after your interrogation, you weren't feeling too well."
