For the remaining four months, Baines planned to venture to the ruins of Ashenfall, form his sixth star, and master its release. The memory of Wick's overwhelming power against the Tyrell family still lingered deep in his heart, and he needed to learn it.
Once he departed for the Red Sun, he'd face missions far deadlier than Darkan's trials, threats on a scale that demanded every hidden advantage. He needed to bolster his secret arsenal.
Back in his room, he packed his sparse belongings with deliberate movement.
"Hey, are you leaving?" Shuphern's voice cut through, tinged with surprise as he watched from the doorway.
"Yes," Baines replied, his tone flat.
"Wait—what about our plan?" Shuphern's eyes widened.
