The morning was anything but ordinary. Raiden wiped away the sweat streaming down his body from training while Levi, Freya, and Speed worked through their own routines outside.
Two days had passed since they heard from Aeris, and still, there was no official word from King Hannes about the looming war. Yet they couldn't simply wait for such a message before training.
Though they all lagged behind Freya in mana control, Raiden was closest to matching her.
Drawing on his universal understanding of mana and everything Freya had taught him before she recovered her memories, he had learned to scatter his mana throughout his body like air, infusing it into his flesh, blood, and bones.
Though the technique remained unstable, he was beginning to master it.
The moment he finished wiping away the sweat, he began stretching his body as he made his way from the training room to Soul's room. He had to check on her.
