Raegar watched as Yuki went to check on the rest of the camp as he drew runes to keep any Nightwalkers or Hollowborns away. It took him twenty minutes to protect them before he climbed into his tent.
Moments later, he settled beneath the sheets, finding a rare pocket of comfort as the soft voices of the two cat women filled the air, their conversation drifting to tales of their journey to Dreadwater City.
Thanks to their words and the fatigue from using Fusion Overdrive, he soon slipped into a heavy, dreamless sleep. Raegar started to recover, and everyone outside the tent felt the Aether pouring into him.
Yuki glanced in his direction as her mother commented with a curious expression. ''I wonder what happened to him for that to happen?''
The young woman opened her mouth to respond, but Edmund cut in, his voice brimming with excitement. ''The young master's a monster in the making, mark my words. I've never heard of a Tier One Warrior taking on enemies leagues above his rank.''
