Back at the Citadel, Elon didn't do much except cultivating her own energy, prying no mind to the surroundings or the anguish of peripheral anxiety upon the next thing that will happen after the trials end.
She opened one of her eyes to dart around as she saw a young boy curling up on his small territorial area.
'Appraisal.'
[ Name: Kushi
Gender: Male
Race: Aiseirighian
Age: 15
Mana Deposited: None
Mana Gathering Speed: None
Physical Prowess: 16(G-)
Intelligent: 73(C)
Soul: 22(G-)
Charisma: 30(G)
Handicap: Deaf | Voiceless ]
Elon closed her eyes to meditate once again, not long after she stood up and approached the boy. She remembered the sentence from the Ouroboros that echoed in her mind
