For the first time since he had started wearing uniforms, Lith shapeshifted the Skinwalker armor into normal clothes even though he had no social event to attend to. With a beige overcoat, white shirt, and black pants, he looked like a small time noble.
'Too many people here know my face and I can't afford to be recognized.' He thought while nervously looking at the communication amulet in his breast pocket. 'I have no time to lose being polite and exchanging niceties. I expect the news of me becoming a Great Mage to spread like wildfire.'
The moment he stepped outside Derios's branch of the Mage Association, Lith took off toward Lutia. He was now powerful enough that a single Warp Steps allowed him to cross dozens of kilometers.
