Before Cail left Iven's house, he told Iven to call him if something strange happened to Jael once again. Yes, Cail finally accepted that he had to be responsible for that guy.
He looked up. It was drizzling. He opened the umbrella that he had borrowed from Iven and walked under the rain.
"Sirae..." Oris and Iven couldn't remember anything, and they had no recollection of Sirae visiting. That alone was evidence that Sirae isn't what she seemed.
"She also a void user?" Cail thought. Probably, but what is she doing lurking here? Does it have something to do with the missing artifacts?
Why does it feel like everything now is connected to the void? Now that he was walking silently under the rain, he finally had the time to think.
About that dream, Cail was starting to feel like he seemed to be following some kind of destiny. Hmm, he didn't feel bad, but was this right?
He flinched and looked down. He had stepped on a puddle.
"Fuck," he said emotionlessly and continued walking.
