Postponing the Grind

"The Akashic Battlefield…" Hearing Valyr mention such a place, a frown swiftly crept up onto Julian's lips as he went silent. In response, the young man slightly tilted his head in confusion, wondering if there was anything about the Akashic Battlefield or his request that made the man before him frown.

"Is there anything wrong with my request?"

"No, that's not it." Julian shook his head. "I could give you the directions to the Akashic Battlefield no problem. It's just that…"

"There's something going on in the Akashic Battlefield?" Valyr raised his eyebrow in curiosity as he posed the question to the man, only for his curiosity to intensify once Julian nodded in response.