Shadow World.
A clearing in the forest, top floor of the Wizard Tower.
The Shadow Rat peered around the circle, but saw no sign of the black silhouette.
"This is what freedom feels like..."
Suddenly, a hoarse voice echoed.
A figure emerged from the shadows.
He wore a wizard robe from the Ancient Shadow School of Thought.
Radiating a vast aura.
There was a piece of irregular black matter in his palm.
It squirmed, twisted, and then slowly dispersed.
"The path of the [Shadow Net] is indeed difficult, the Wizard Council managed to save me with considerable effort. Perhaps I should learn to compromise, choose another path... Thanks to the hundred thousand years of shadow life, I've gained a one-of-a-kind shadow physique in this world. Blessings and curses intertwined. Going forward, gathering new strength to prove my legendary path won't be hard."
As for now, he should leave.
Return to Nora.
Meet Levi.
Meet Edmund and Gullwig who saved him.
