"....."
The world was silent.
As the fog embraced the two figures standing on the surface of the water, a smile soon graced Lazarus's features as he looked at the red-eyed figure before him.
"Is this your intent...? Not bad."
It almost felt like a certain someone he once knew.
One that was related to blood...
But at the same time, it felt different. Lazarus had merely caught a glimpse of it. He didn't know exactly what An'as's intent was.
"...Yeah."
Looking at his body, An'as raised his head back up to look at the merchant with a complicated expression.
His mind felt a lot fresher at this very moment.
He couldn't quite explain it, but it was almost as though a mental block that had been weighing him down for a long time had finally been lifted, granting him the ability to form an intent.
One that he had been trying to chase for the longest time.
"Progression doesn't only come from the body. A very important aspect is the mind."
