Friday arrived quickly.
Four days of steady training had passed in what felt like no time at all. Noah had worked through each one without breaking the routine.
Weapon practice in the morning, mana circulation in the evening, spell work fitted in between. The progress was small day by day, but he could feel it accumulating.
Damien and the others who had been showing displeasure toward him also started to calm down and talk to him like usual.
Out of all only Lyria was not angry at him, though she was a little bit sad. So Noah decided, he needed to make an exception for her while doing bad things.
So most of his time Noah spent with Draven and Regnar. Those two were quite an amazing pair. Noah's personality clicked with them better than anyone else.
Noah once again understood that she was such a kind soul.
