Thoren stood on a small hill overlooking the human settlement in the distance.
For a moment, he simply stared.
He had not expected to be transported so close to a human settlement after the battle.
"I suppose I can say my goodbyes before I depart for the surface," he muttered quietly.
With that thought, he began walking toward the town.
A gentle breeze swept across the plains, brushing against his long silver hair.
The strands fluttered lightly behind him, while his deep blue eyes glowed with a calm yet mesmerizing brilliance.
As he walked, he observed his surroundings carefully.
Something about the world felt different.
Even though he was still hundreds of meters away from the town, he could clearly see everything happening at the gate as if it were occurring only a few steps away.
Guards stood watch atop the wooden platform.
Awakeners were entering and leaving through the open gate.
Every detail was perfectly clear.
