Estelle looked deeply at the dark green eyes of Lind Frey. She recalled the kind young man that simply wanted to protect himself by making contracts with his potent elixir creations.
He had been isolated and frankly mistreated by circumstances beyond his control but he had not simply given up.
He had fought to carve out a place for himself and later to get back what he had been forced to give up. Many cultivators fought and killed like maniacs to prove themselves but Lind had taken the path of scholar first.
The average cultivator had underestimated him due to his 6 elements and focus on studying any and all theories behind the elements themselves rather than Arts or techniques found in Ruins and Clans.
His elixirs made the risk worth it, but even she had no idea how far he would come.
