For Oliver and Lone, the journey back to the Ruined Watchtower proved relatively uneventful, and exactly two days had passed since Oliver departed from the tower. Lone lingered behind the young man like a shadow, absentmindedly playing with his own hands before occasionally studying the surrounding landscape. At one point, he levitated several pebbles into the air, arranging them into a perfect circle before placing his head through the opening like a window. A delighted smile gradually spread across his face. To him, it revealed an entirely new view of the world, born from his innocent imagination.
'At least he's entertaining himself. Well, his relationship with me has improved considerably.' Oliver thought to himself while reviewing his Status.
