Night fell, and once more the world sank into its familiar darkness.
After his encounter with James Heart .. his destined opponent .. Ethan returned to the city of Ashvarn.
He looked… pleased.
Almost amused.
The meeting with that naïve opponent had left him in unexpectedly high spirits.
The clock now pointed to seven in the evening. Ethan decided it was finally time to visit old Asterion.
But before that ..
"I should eat something… and clean this filth off my clothes."
Pulling at his coat, he realized just how much dust and soil covered him. He looked as though he had crawled straight out of a cavern.
"It wouldn't do to meet the Uncrowned Emperor looking like this… would it?"
As if preparing for a decisive interview, Ethan slipped back into the Hunters' Paradise and quietly entered his quarters. He took a quick shower, changed clothes, and stepped out once more.
He wore his hunting attire again .. but this time entirely in black.
