Moving silently through the nature preservation he had been hiding in, Eldrian returned to the city, Langaria, for the first time in months. Like most fugitives he kept himself covered, the clothes he wore he had naturally stolen since he couldn't exactly buy anything now.
Returning to Elton Park the memories of the time with Jen and his mental breakdown returned. Eldrian smiled as he recalled that time, at how back then it had seemed like the world had come crashing down.
Looking back, wasn't that an overreaction?
"Situations forms and transforms..." Eldrian muttered and did the normal scan to make sure they were alone and not being followed.
This was another bit of spirit magic they had learned to use, or maybe it could be considered more an ability. The difference between those two things was still a bit hazy.