Five times?

The next day arrived swiftly, the cool dawn light creeping over the city as Ethan stirred from an uneasy sleep. His mind had never truly rested, churning all night with calculations and contingency plans.

The only thing that gave him some momentary reprieve was the fact that his wolves were still going at it. They seemed to be extremely driven to level up and become stronger and he was getting all the passive rewards of their efforts. He had leveled up once more overnight, bringing him to level 18.

Ethan dressed quickly, fastening the leather straps of his light armor before tucking a small dagger at his side. The 100 silver helped him get a decent armor and a new dagger.

While this meeting with Lyra was supposed to be straightforward, Ethan had learned long ago that nothing involving powerful people ever truly was. Just in case, he wore his armor and he even took the beast warding medallion with him, hiding it in his pocket.