'A poem?' Alden's heart shook. 'But what does it mean?' He didn't understand the meaning behind Arach's words, but he felt intense emotions.
Tears welled in his eyes as he stared at the emotionless-looking young man.
"Arach, you could at least warn me before opening the door like that," Alden snapped out of his daze and walked closer.
"But you are fine, aren't you?" Arach looked at him.
"Sighh," Alden sighed helplessly.
Swoosh!
Arach waved his hand, his long sleeves flapped on the wind. The array disk appeared in the air and floated to Alden.
Alden extended his arm, and the array disk landed in his palm. He looked at the array disk. Across the middle of it, where the crack was previously, it was now filled with a hardened brown substance.
Remembering Arach's words that he would make it stronger, a complicated expression appeared on Alden's face.
