Chapter 180: Gemini Crest, The Second Heartbeat
Lind felt a headache for the first time.
He apparently had no talent for learning.
In the great hall of Star Dragon City, Lind sat at a table under Milan's supervision, his burly figure holding a feather pen as if a bear were hunched over writing.
The candle on the table flickered.
It stretched the shadow in front of it onto the paper, ceaselessly swaying towards Lind.
The tip of the pen touched the paper with a long, slow rhythm, outlining a complex pattern, finishing it in one stroke; it was only at this moment that he dared to take a breath.
With a "huff," the breath he exhaled was so strong that the candle nearly went out.
The flame suddenly shrank into a ball, and the surrounding environment darkened as well.
As the wind dissipated, the candlelight stretched out again, re-illuminating the surroundings.