Night fell.
A cold wind brushed against Liam's face as he traversed the forest.
Liam felt a little bad for leaving Revel the last person to tick off the list, but that was understandable.
Arriving at the mountain slope, he entered through the same top-right corner – coating himself in concealing mental energy.
Revel sat on a desk lit by a flickering candle, a quill in his hand as he jotted down on a book. His aura through Liam's eye looked feeble, receding and fragile.
Suddenly, the man coughed loudly, causing blood to splat against the page he was writing on.
"You aren't writing your will, are you?"
Liam called out from above, causing Revel to jolt around and unsheath his bent odachi.
Realizing it was Liam, his face turned softer, but that action still caused him to wince in pain and cough violently.
"My bad," Liam said wryly, dropping from the entrance and approaching.
