Late at night, at the exit of The White City.
The night was especially quiet, and almost no Reclasser dared to stay out in the wild.
On the straight road, a figure suddenly appeared.
Kael staggered, covered in wounds, walking toward the deep of the wilderness.
He looked up at the night sky from time to time, clenched his fists, and muttered through his teeth:
"The heavens won't let me die. The vice president of the Sovereign City Reclasser Association gave me a chance. If I can survive out here until dawn, he'll..."
He didn't finish his sentence. Suddenly, a rustling sound of leaves filled his ears.
"Who, who's there!"
A few huge bats flew out from the trees and into the night sky.
Kael let out a sigh of relief. He didn't know why Luke had helped him, but this was his only chance.
"Aiden, you wait— I'll make you pay for this humiliation tenfold!" Kael muttered, gritting his teeth. He picked a random direction and kept moving.
