"That rock there also hides something like this?" Lucifer asked.
"That's for the wood. You can't cook without fire, can you?" Zale flashed a smile. "You can see when I bring the wood out next."
"It's alright. Let me help you," Lucifer said as he walked to the other rock.
He picked it up just as easily as Zale did and placed it aside. Seeing the ease with which Lucifer picked up the stone, Zale was left surprised.
He had become a Warlock only recently, and he wasn't aware of much in the Variant community. It was still a new field for him. He was like a fresh graduate from college that was still doubtful and lacked confidence in his new job.
He didn't know that it was only going to take him one year and a little bit of experience to become the Zale Azarel he was known in the future... The Zale Azarel who wasn't scared to offend anyone. The Zale Azarel that never doubted himself.
