Chapter 182: Rewards

As soon as Villin made sure Max wasn't being followed, he quickly returned to the tower.

When Max had run for about twenty minutes and had also made sure he was in the clear, he also made his way back. Outside, he could see Villin working on the wards. The ward lit up a couple of times as Villin worked, showing his progress. At first, Max became silent, admiring the sight. He had never seen a ward lit up at night. It had two kinds of beauty to it.

The first kind was something that all humans would find. When a ward lit up you could see the pretty lights shining in the darkness.

But this was nothing compared to how Max looked at the complex symbols weaving in and out of each other. It wasn't all put in straight lines like how you would write on paper. The ward he could occasionally see was chaotic, but there was some sort of beautiful order within that chaos.