Silvanus wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he seemed to hear someone crying right next to his ear.
He frowned slightly, lifting a hand to tap his ear. At the exact moment, he noticed the space around him shifting. In the blink of an eye, he was outside again, standing on the very ground where he had disappeared earlier.
"Swish!"
Right after that came the sound of fabric tearing.
Silvanus felt an icy wind sweep across his body. He halted for a moment, raising a hand to touch his ear as his gaze lowered to the small scraps of cloth that had ripped apart because his body had suddenly grown larger.
These were the clothes Drake had made for him... clearly ugly, yet Silvanus now felt a faint sense of regret.
He pressed his lips together, unable to identify what exactly he was feeling.
