Kyrian continued his journey north without unnecessary haste, but also without long pauses.
Arcon flew with steady strength, black wings cutting through the air like blades. Each day, they covered impressive distances, leaving behind the arid plains and low hills of the Small Domains.
Every few days, they landed on isolated mountains or in quiet forests so that Arcon could rest, drink water, and feed. Kyrian used these moments to briefly meditate or review rank 4 pill formulas in his mind.
Fifteen days after leaving the Blood Court, the dark and heavy clouds that permanently covered the Court's territory were finally left behind. The sky opened up, clear and blue, almost dazzling after so long under that heavy gloom. Kyrian rose above the white clouds, feeling the warm sun touch his skin for the first time in months. The air was lighter, purer. He closed his eyes for an instant, simply feeling the difference.
Another fifteen days passed.
