Caelan had slept poorly. He'd woken several times during the night, but at least deciding to train Eun-woo gave him just enough peace to feel less trapped in his own thoughts.
That's why he called him at dawn, far from the settlement, in a secluded clearing where they wouldn't risk hurting anyone if things went wrong.
The air was still fresh, and though the sun was already rising between the trees, the light barely managed to tint the damp grass golden.
Caelan waited with his arms crossed and his back straight. He could hear birds in the distance, but his mind kept circling back to what he was about to do.
He didn't want to be soft, because he knew discipline was the only thing that could give Eun-woo a solid foundation. But he also couldn't push him so far that his powers slipped out of control.
