The restaurant was dimly lit, with a cold wind sneaking in from some unknown place, making the candles flutter.
The flickering, uncertain light cast on the faces of the two knights sitting by the long table made the room feel somewhat gloomy and oppressive.
It took Colin a long while to snap out of Walra's unpredictable statements.
He stared at his brother-in-law, trying to discern whether he was genuinely revealing the truth or concealing ulterior motives.
Seemingly noticing Colin's disbelief, Walra once again attempted to explain:
"Actually, when I first discovered this, I was just as shocked as you. And, to this day, I haven't dared tell Kaitlin about it…"
"How did you come across this?"
"I started to suspect after coming back from the battlefield.
As I just told you, I only remember being injured by a troll samurai. But when I came to, I found myself in Fallen Eagle City.
I've been trying to figure out what happened in between ever since.
