Back at the army camp, almost an hour had passed since Adam had left to deal with the enemy ambushers.
Inside the main tent, Goro and his brothers were discussing the strategy for the upcoming battle, but gradually they started to feel slightly concerned for Adam.
"Why hasn't he returned yet?" Someone finally voiced their inner thought.
The siblings exchanged glances. Then, someone said, "Should we send someone to look for him?"
Goro remained silent. Yet the slight frown on his face betrayed his feelings.
Could something have happened to him? He wondered.
Just as the Magi were discussing who to send to look for Adam, a faint gust of wind blew inside the tent, causing the maps and parchments on the table to gently flutter.
Everyone immediately turned towards the presence that had just revealed itself.
And there he was… sitting on a wooden chest and nonchalantly removing his gauntlets.
Adam had returned.
"Brother Ao!"
"You're finally back!"
"What took you so long?"
