"I see..."
Wang Xiao rose to his feet, dusting off his clothes. His gaze shifted to Umbra. "We'll pick this up later," he said with a faint smirk. "First, let me patch that up. But don't get your hopes up, it won't be flying for the next three days."
A lie... Of course.
He could have healed it instantly, snapped his fingers, and the crow would be in the air by morning.
But he didn't want her leaving just yet.
Velkhara's brows knit, her fingers clenching the sheet beneath her. "Three days? I'm already two weeks late getting back... Can't you speed it up?"
She looked at his back, voice softer now, a hint of desperation.
He chuckled. "I'm a mage, not a god."
She nodded, biting her lip, she wasn't stupid.
Just frustrated, tired, and very, very out of place.
Then Wang Xiao turned to her again. "But," he said, "if you're here anyway, might as well make it worthwhile. I can help you… strengthen the bond between you and that beast."
