Training the Enchanter

A week had passed since Draig's breakdown, things had seemingly become brighter around the Township founded by Zarra and his companions. Draig had seen that these people seemed to welcome him oddly but he recognized some of those faces from his youth causing him to sneer internally.

However he couldn't be brought to focus on these useless people or their bogus classes, he had been called by Zarra for something seemingly urgent.

That was something else, Draig had been avoiding the Mage for the past week unsure of how he should feel. He still felt hatred towards the mage for the betrayal but there was something in him that made him happy that the mage was his father. The conflicting feelings taking him from his usual mindset and easier to trigger.

"Draigy, come here" came the voice of the Bloodknight causing the Feratu to turn quickly.