It had been a long and tiring evening. Xander barely had any energy left to drag his sore body to bed, so he crashed on the couch in the living room.
Leena was exhausted as well, but she couldn't sleep without taking a warm shower first, so she headed into the bathroom.
For Master Arwin, however, it was going to be a sleepless night. Having lost his powers, the old mentor had little to offer except knowledge.
With his mind overcast with dark clouds, the old Guild Master took refuge in his faith. Sitting upright on his chair, he began praying to Kiya, asking for her guidance.
The cool breeze blowing through the open window near the couch eased the tightness in Xander's chest, helping him unwind. As the wind played with his ruffled black hair, he heard the distant buzzing of the cicadas, and it gently lulled him to sleep, making him forget all his troubles.
