It was the morning. Dawn to be exact. The sun just began showing its face. The dew of the morning drips steadily from the tip of the leaves.
The rooster crows from inside the forest region. Azief open his eyes. On his body is a blue blanket.
He smiles a bit. He knows that Sofia is the one who cover him with the blanket.
He was sleeping by leaning on a huge tree instead of returning to his tent.
He did not sleep because he needed to sleep but because he wanted to just close his eyes and forget for a bit.
Opening his eyes, he remembers again.
He steels his heart and got up. His long hair was swaying as the winds of the plains pass by. His face shows no fatigue but his heart is in pain.
He did not even wash his face yet his face was as flawless as before. They are some perks when leveling up. Azief have no impurities in his body or bones making him almost like a sacred being.
Not far away from Azief, was the sound of the troops packing their bags.
