The tutorial panel disappeared.
Without warning.
The first axe fell, slicing through the Kralven log, shattering the wind's dominance over the air.
Domina swung with precision—like someone trained from birth.
Livia—though slower—followed with explosive enthusiasm, every strike accompanied by spirited mutters.
Velmora, as usual, chose the most dramatic stance. Her hair fluttered, her tail swished with flair after every swing.
Nathan stood still for a moment, watching them.
"They learn fast, huh…"
His breath was short. A bit heavy.
He worked alongside them. But… his heart wasn't in it.
There was a space he couldn't fill.
A hole in his thoughts—shaped exactly like Validia.
His hands moved automatically, cutting the Kralven logs as instructed by the panel earlier.
"I have nothing to give her…" he whispered.
He glanced toward Validia—still standing, holding the other girls' new clothes with just one finger.
