Lohan and Lisa slowly walked away from Thalendor's central plaza, leaving behind the glowing crystal fountain and the elf children who kept up their game under the sunlight.
Through the mental link Lisa had reestablished, Lohan finally got to say a few parting words to the two little white haired princes. The children replied with wide smiles and frantic waves, while the knight Siria, further off, kept a respectful posture, watching the pair of monsters leave with reverence.
The path toward Yrneha's great magic tower was well known to them, but the city's atmosphere felt entirely different today.
The mana mist that normally floated gently between the suspended wooden walkways gave off an invigorating scent and freshness.
Connected through the luxurious immersion capsule Isabella had sent him, Lohan felt every fluctuation of energy with a frighteningly sharp clarity, as if his very soul were integrated into Elysium's magical nature.
