Laying in a dark alley between two buildings, a young boy in ragged clothes shot his gaze up toward the sky. Dribbling onto him, a drop of rain grazed against his parched lips before strolling down his unkempt chin. Covered in mud and filth, the rain showered his body and even quenched his dire thirst.
"You wanted to see me?" Appearing out of a sparkling blue portal, a man stood towering beside the boy. "What is it? A kingdom in Feral land? Or did they find a lair of one of the demon lords in the Scorchen Gaia?"
Moving his fingers over the lips, the boy shushed the suited man. Stretching his hand outward, he delighted in the sight of water pooling into his palm. Irked by his behavior the man scowled and rolled his eyes in frustration.
"Micheal coronated a new duke, he's rather young don't you think?" the boy mumbled.
Bringing his palm closer to his lips, he drank the water in one swift gulp. As the water trailed down his throat he felt his body being rejuvenated with life.
