Saturday arrived with a quiet sky and cool air.
It was late afternoon when Noah and Damien met outside the academy gates. The city was still active around them, people moving through the streets, shops open, the usual hum of Novaris going about its business.
But their destination was east. Outside all of that.
They had taken transport bus and then get off eastern area, where this forest was near.
Noah looked at himself for a moment as they walked.
He was wearing plain clothes. Dark trousers, a simple long-sleeve shirt. Nothing remarkable. But over it, he wore a breastplate and a few pieces of light armor strapped at his forearms and shoulders.
He looked really handsome. At least he thought so.
About light armor, he hadn't bought them. That wasn't something he could afford right now. He had already spend money on other things.
