Adam walked back to the large clearing in a daze, his mind a mess. He kept thinking about Galriel's soul hovering inside the lotus' mysterious space in the shape of a small light orb.
Moreover, Galriel's wasn't the only one. There were many other Magi who had fought and perished in the war, all their souls stacked up like mementos inside the mysterious lotus.
Adam hadn't touched a single one of them.
He couldn't bring himself to.
These were his comrades.
If there really is an afterlife, then what about their souls? The youth thought to himself in grief.
Suddenly, he was jolted out of his reverie when he heard the faint sound of commotion coming from the near distance. Unknowingly, he had already reached the place where all the Magi had gathered and were setting up camp.
