Chapter 36.6 - The Forge

"Interesting,"

Vorgvir, standing nearby, observed the ethereal encounter with a seasoned eye.

The ancient blacksmith had witnessed many extraordinary events in his long life, but the communion between the young man and the spectral figure was a sight even he found intriguing.

"To think such a bond exists," Vorgvir remarked, his gruff voice carrying a note of respect.

"Two young kids, one is a guide and the other one carrying the burden, huh?" He slowly approached the young man lying on the ground after passing out.

His breath was small, as if he was on the verge of being no longer alive….The shiny aura covering his skin had long disappeared, leaving his original color.

"Sigh…..What a pain…" It had been a long time since he had taken any person under his wing.

In the dimly lit chamber adjacent to the forge, Vorgvir carefully laid the young man on a makeshift bed.