Slave

Atticus conversed with Avalon for a while. During this time, they spoke about various things. It had already been more than a year since they had last seen each other, so catching up on each other's lives was inevitable.

"So, what now?" Atticus suddenly asked after they had laughed and talked about different topics.

"We should get going," Avalon replied, standing up from the fire made chair, but he paused when he saw Atticus's expression. "What?"

"What do you mean, 'we'? I'm here to train, remember?"

"Really? After everything that just happened?"

Avalon was feeling very skeptical about leaving Atticus behind, especially after all that had occurred. He was genuinely worried.

"You don't have to worry, Dad. You've taken care of the problem already. What more could possibly happen?"