Chapter 32
The rhythmic hum of the mana train echoed through the cabin, pulsing like the heartbeat of a beast in motion. Soft arcs of blue light ran along the interior walls, powered by pure etherium. Outside, landscapes blurred—a mosaic of forests, hills, and ruined stone archways long forgotten by history.
"Are we there yet?" Dravis asked for the fourth time.
Ezra didn't answer right away. He pressed two fingers against the side of his temple, exhaling through his nose like someone resisting the urge to throw a fellow passenger out of a moving train.
"We'll arrive soon," he replied, voice calm but clipped.
Dravis blinked. "Oh… okay." A beat passed. "Are you sure?"
Ezra didn't answer.
"Can't we just take a warp portal?" Marcus said with a groan, stretching his legs across the seat. "I don't get why we're playing poor. This ride sucks."
"Because warp portals cost a fortune," Ezra muttered without looking up.
