The Ghost and the Arcanist

"Mhh..." Shepard inclined his head from side to side, contemplating his options while Julius glared at him.

The situation was too confusing for the boy. What was Shepard's objective? What is a mistake not to attack, as suggested by his big brother? And more importantly, how could Adam have proposed to him to flee?

He knew his brother wanted to keep him safe, yet he couldn't shake the stinging pain in his chest as realisation dawned on him.

His thoughts echoed Adam's earlier sentiments. Despite his four years long journey, daily training and growth, he was still the same. A weak boy who couldn't help his brother in the cave, and now, a burden who needed protection.

Julius bit his lips in frustration until they bled. 'Stronger, I need to become much stronger,' he thought, the metallic taste of blood filling his mouth and determination pulsing in his heart.