Raviel wiped the blood from his blade, exhaled once, then turned to Rendric.
"Rendric. Handle everything here."
Rendric straightened despite his bruises.
"What should we secure first, Patriarch?"
"Everything useful," Raviel said.
"Pack whatever can be moved into the flying ship. And you know what's most important."
Rendric nodded firmly. "The [Origins]. I'll get them immediately."
"Good." Raviel clapped his shoulder once, then faced Aveline and the God Gym disciples.
Aveline adjusted her cloak and stepped closer. "Where now?"
Raviel pointed toward the city in the distance.
"Let's head to the gym. Garion should be there."
Dahlia brightened immediately.
"Finally. I've been itching to see how much damage Master caused."
Arden quietly muttered, "Hopefully not… too much."
Eliza sighed. "You already know the answer."
Clara bounced on her heels. "I bet he punched someone through a building."
Aveline raised an eyebrow. "Is… that normal?"
