Everyone covered their eyes as a blinding light drove back the darkness of the night.
Leone, still desperately calling for his Great Uncle, could only shield his eyes with his hands. Even with his eyes closed, tears streamed down his face.
Suddenly, a voice made him lower his hands. His great-uncle was there, smiling at him.
"Why are you crying, Leone?" Gundar asked with a smile.
"Great Uncle… you… hic." Leone fought off the sobs that escaped his throat, but he failed to fully suppress them.
His body moved on its own, charging at the old man. His arms wrapped around the old man's body.
"You're already this big. Why are you still a crybaby?" Gundar said in a teasing tone while patting the young man's back, as if helping him calm down. "You are the future Barbarian King of the Borderlands. You must act with dignity and never show weakness to anyone."
