The last person to enter the carriage was an old woman. Even though her face was wrinkled, her posture was straight and she appeared very energetic.
Xaloc could tell that she was someone important. She carried the same kind of aura that his father did when they were outside the house.
He gave her a nod of greeting before he faced the window, staring at the tens of carriages that filled the space.
A minute later, the animals pulling the carriage started to race forward.
The moment the carriage took to the air and the small town of Lori became a speck in the distance, Xaloc shoulders were tense, relaxed a bit.
The probability of him meeting Rose and Hina had reduced once more. The thought of the two girls made the cold rage surface in his heart again. He needed to get strong. He needed to become much stronger than he currently is.
"Students?" He heard the old woman ask suddenly.
