Cetas sat down behind Jones, watching him cleanse the vegetables in a barrel for about 10 minutes or so.
The storm raged on, pouring down striking droplets that bounced off the wind veil covering the Cetas and the others.
Despite that, Cetas felt eager to learn more about being a Zealot. A few moments from now, he would unlock his first Flourish and choose between the three Origin Zeals.
After Jones had finished his task, he dried his hands and made his way towards Cetas.
Cetas stood up and faced him, his eyes brimming with a sparkle as an unknown feeling emerged from within his heart.
Was it anticipation? Nervousness? Anxiety?
It was neither.
Rather, what Cetas felt was.. excitement.
"Come, Cetas. This is not a proper place to unlock your first Flourish. Let us head to the wagon, perhaps the fewer distractions, the better the experience would be for you."
So, the two of them headed towards the wagon, taking only half a minute to traverse through the wet grass beneath.
