"Aura Farmer…"
Damon was a little confused. Was this some kind of spell or skill he didn't know about? Or was it a unique class? He'd never heard anyone mention it.
Lena tilted her head with an inquisitive expression.
"You're an aura farmer?"
Damon raised an eyebrow.
"Don't look at me like that. I have no idea what he's talking about…"
Saint rubbed the back of his head awkwardly.
"Right… suppose you wouldn't know what that means. Sorry… sorry about that. Forget it. It's nothing."
Damon sighed and glanced at his shadow — who, oddly enough, seemed interested.
His shadow's sudden movement caught Lena off guard. She yelped, almost falling off the moving carriage. Damon reached out, grabbed her clothes, and pulled her back.
She steadied herself.
"Ahh… your shadow… it moved…"
Damon sighed. Explaining himself was annoying.
"A side effect of my first class."
She nodded in understanding. The group didn't seem to mind his shadow moving at all.
