About two hours later, Prince Kanda slowly woke from his light slumber. He subconsciously glanced at the outside sky, then smiled at Lude, who happened to be looking at him, "It seems I didn't sleep for long."
"A little more than two hours, Your Highness, you should rest a bit more." The high-level mage with greyish short hair was currently sketching a magic array. It intertwined with a multitude of geometrical shapes of different colours and forms; they were constantly shifting positions and emitting a hazy light. Still, they didn't produce any magic power fluctuations.
"What are you doing?" Kanda frowned and sighed softly, "I wish you could conserve as much power as possible. We still have a long way to go to reach the Thorne Fortress."
