In the quiet, open expanse of one of the Lancaster Estate's private training grounds, Ethan stood alone. The morning sky was clear, the soft rays of sunlight stretching across the tiled floor of the reinforced field.
He had asked Sophia for permission to use it, and while she had granted it without hesitation, he hadn't seen her since.
His gaze drifted to the distant mansion. "She's probably been occupied with her father's condition…" he muttered, concern etched faintly in his tone.
He clenched his fists.
"This is why I need to get stronger. So I can help—however I can."
He took a deep breath and turned his attention inward.
"To do that, I have to test my connection with Gray."
Gray had woken up yesterday, his consciousness stirring once again inside Ethan.
But Ethan had held off on summoning him in his room—not when there was a real risk of lightning ripping through the walls.
