Odyssey of the Forgotten Son

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"None of your fucking business, Beach Ball!"

"While I do not mind my son undergoing supervised training by the clan, I will not allow him to go to war when he is still underprepared."

It was a girl, standing feebly in front of me. Her innocent face was covered with dirt and scars. Her black hair spanned the whole of her height, and she was clothed in a large piece of sack cloth. Her honest smile caught me off guard and caused me to relax my arm and steady my breathing. "Why are you here, kid? And why do you talk about magick so casually?" I asked sternly as a giggle from her small mouth came back as an immediate response.

I was so deep in reminiscing about our night when my line of sight caught a glimpse of familiar figure floating towards me down the hall. Staring at the familiar face, I arched my eyebrows.