"Druids, huh?" I murmured, intrigued. A fascinating race indeed.
Why fascinating, you ask? Because they belong to the spirit race yet possess physical bodies. Not only that, but they can switch seamlessly between their spirit state and physical form at will. A rare and mysterious trait.
My thoughts lingered on the implications of their presence. The plot is already shifting—my existence here is altering the flow of events. Druids weren't supposed to appear until much later in the story. And yet, here they are, before the academy has even begun.
So much for relying on my game knowledge, I sighed inwardly, trailing behind Edward as we approached the garden. "Let's see what brings them here," I said, my curiosity getting the better of me.
Eleanor, trailing behind, looked excited. "This is turning out to be a much better day than I expected!"
"Only you would say that, Eleanor," Edward muttered, shaking his head with a faint smirk as we made our way toward the garden.
