Damn it! How long has she been standing there?!
Lumien's mind raced as he broke out in a cold sweat.
Was she already here after I entered my meditation state, or... was it even earlier?
He prayed fervently that it was the former.
"What are you doing here, Sister? I thought you were on the verge of a breakthrough and needed to stabilize your condition?" he managed to stammer, his voice shaky with equal parts scare and surprise.
Azalea didn't harp on the topic and began. "Anyway, the point I'm trying to make is that the authorities don't always play by the rules. There are times when they have to compromise. As long as you don't cause any notable trouble—like, say, lighting up some buildings with a stray fireball—they won't bother you."
"I see." Lumien nodded thoughtfully, feeling a wave of relief at her words.
