10 days after the destruction of the Clayman cult.
Tamasya's floating island...
<"Tamasya, something is approaching the periphery of the island,"> Shadow's voice sounded in Tamasya's
The voice carried a subtle alertness, not immediate danger, but enough to interrupt her focus on what she was doing.
"What is it?" she asked, holding a spellbook in her hand. She was determined to get a hold back on her powers, so she had started preparing to reach the level of control she had once attained thousands of years ago.
<"It's an old man; I feel like you have met him before, but I can't really remember where,"> Shadow replied in her mind with a curious tone. The uncertainty in Shadow's voice was rare, which made the situation feel more significant than it appeared.
Tamasya's brows furrowed; she felt a bit suspicious. Keeping the book down, she disappeared from her seat and appeared above the clouds of her domain, in front of the boundary of the island.
