"Your thoughts have bound your abilities. Medical knowledge is your skill, but as a medic, your instinct drives you to view the creatures of this world with a critical and corrective eye. That is also why your bioengineering completely lost its flavor,"
Mr. Dragon walked Lyle back to the Andrei Castle, heading straight for a spiral staircase that led underground. The black stone walls exuded melancholy and oppression. The confined space seemed to shrink every moment, moving toward the center. The bending stairs had no visible end, creating the eerie feeling of endlessly marching in place that weighed heavily on the traveler.
This path led to the location of the supplementary courses Mr. Dragon had spoken of, and along the way, he was pointing out Lyle's problems.
