Longing, Doubt, and the Distant Rumble
Sebastian felt his mana reserves replenishing. It was comforting, considering Thomas and Miyoko were nearby.
The cold floor beneath him had been an unwelcome bed, but it served its purpose. Now, with his strength restored, the time to move again had come.
Pushing himself up, Sebastian stretched, feeling the pull of muscles and the surge of mana through his veins.
The light still filtered through the cracks and gaps of the villa, despite being muddled by the miasma, meaning it was still day outside.
<Good… I didn't oversleep.>
Sebastian walked to the room where the others were gathered. Robert knew he was going to be the next one to be brought outside the city and was waiting.
He and the others saw him calmly walk into the room. "I'm ready," Sebastian said, looking at Robert.
The knight nodded, his armor clinking. "Let's get this over with, then."