C97 Training Under the Night Sky

"Sigh."

The cabin was bathed in a faint glow.

Ghul reclined in his chair, cradling a cup of wine, his gaze heavy with melancholy as he peered out the window.

The moonlight cast a forlorn light.

A tumult of emotions churned within Ghul.

"Have I gone too far? Just to salvage a shred of pride, I saddled Rinn with an impossible task?"

He took a sip of the bitter wheat wine