The next morning came quietly, as if even the world itself was aware that something momentous was about to shift.
A pale crimson dawn bled across the Northern Region, light catching on frost-kissed stone and the spires of BloodHaven territory, and long before the sun fully crested the horizon, the estate was already awake.
Albedo woke up very early, mostly because his body had refused to stay still all night. He was full of energy ever since his breakthrough.
His mana hummed beneath his skin in a way it hadn't before, and his mana pool had expanded greatly as well. Now, it felt like an ocean that was reveling in how much water it held.
He stood near the window for a while, breathing slowly, letting that sensation anchor itself into his instincts.
Today, they were leaving.
By the time he stepped into the outer courtyard, the others were already gathering.
