Three days went by in a flash since the embarrassing incident where Crey found himself unable to pay his ordinance. But he was not discouraged at all, rather, he realized the value of money in today's world.
Crey was standing on the balcony, watching a figure performing a sword set. Clearly, the moon was high up in the sky and if you can look closely one could even spot massive buildings dispersed over it like some sort of minuscule ink art. After all, it had been centuries since mankind conquered Noon to form their own community.
Right now in the field, under the gentle moonlight. The figure was performing the second set of Sword work. Crey had already grown familiar with it by now. But this time, he was neither looking at Moon nor at this figure to relax…..
Because his mind was swirling with some other thoughts. He wasn't in the right frame to appreciate these things tonight. He rather mused in seriousness,
