The invitations were sent—some through the Sanctum soldiers and some through guilds and letter services. Even though advanced in certain areas, Earth-07, in matters of communications, was still using birds and mana-beasts to send letters.
All other countries were covered with his waygates; only Highsword Island was yet to be invited. For that, Damian was going on his own. That was before he said that to Lucian, after she, too, wanted to come along. Even with Vidalia agreeing to teach a class, they still needed more teachers.
"Ready?" Damian asked.
Lucian nodded, dressed in her rather favourite white dress, her soulbound sword resting on her waist. After becoming transcendent, Damian had noticed this subtle change in her; she was favouring plain white dresses. Even the Sacrium armor he had made for her had replaced her everyday armor.
With her transcendent physique, no other armor was as sturdy anymore.
