[Extra Chapter for Volume 1: The Clourfuss]
Eight months later.
City of Vandash.
"Mr. Clourfuss, what do you think?" Santos leaned back in the chair outside the tent with his hands behind his head.
Zach looked at the dark sky, then glanced at the campfire in front of him. "Good for you. I know Mr. Lopez well, so I think he'll be a good mentor for you."
"Yeah. I know, but I mean, don't you intend to join one of the factions?" Santos said again.
"Me? Not really."
"Why?"
"You'll find out soon."
...
The time showed midnight. Normally, it would be daytime, but the dark sky said otherwise.
"Leith, come here." Santos called a somewhat shy-looking young man.
"Mr. Vedric, is there anything I can help with?" The black-haired youth said with a tense expression.
