Dry and old

There was a time when he thought everything would go smoother at his end. He had experienced the most intense training that would likely few people had gone through and most likely there are only a few children who had gone through harsh treatment just like him. Comparing now, Alastor thought what could have been if he made another choice, a choice that won’t put his life on the line such as facing an Arbiter, or this situation he is in.

He heard a loud crash.

Alastor’s eyes gradually retain their light. The first thing he saw is the back of two men and another one who’s seemingly preoccupied with chanting magic. More importantly, what is that thing glowing on the surface?

He looked at them again, everything is hazy, but he caught a glimpse that something big threw one of them. The other man sought the opportunity and went in.

‘This guy is insane!’ One of them shouted.

“Al! Is that you?! Wake up!”