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Lucas had always been a person without hope for his life, ever since he was a child. This only grew after the person he loved most died, and he realized that justice had abandoned him. The specters stole the Primordial Life, the world's magic was gone, and only a few could still use it. After waking up, following a conversation with his friend and wondering if the gods truly exist, he feels an abnormal urge within himself, being one of the last bearers of magic.

Primordial Shadows

There are exactly 3 days left until the next round of the novice tournament. Since the day Ellen and I went out to train at night, I have been training daily with my friends. 


But today, I won't be able to train with them. I need to talk to someone, and that someone is Visuke. 


Since the day I mentioned the Gale Cut to Lima, which he used against me, I have tried to find him, but he had left Ecrom to carry out a mission. Lawrie told me he only returned yesterday. 


I asked him to let Visuke know to meet me at the flat field, the same one where I trained with Ellen and Consty. I grab my katana, which is all I need, and head straight to the location. I didn't specify a time, just to meet me on Tuesday afternoon at the indicated spot. 


My head is aching a bit; I don't know exactly why, but I suspect it's because I haven't been sleeping well. 


I pass through the door of Ecrom and see Uths, Vectra, Lawrie, and Larry outside, preparing the horses. 


Dance of the Gale Part 1