An Extra’s POV

'I've been thinking about it for some time now, but I still can't make sense of it. Why does The Oracle want Esme?'

As Rey sped through the air, his speed causing shockwaves as the space around him trembled, his mind was busy with thoughts as his eyes traced the trail of Esme's Mana.

His senses were also spread far and wide, so as soon as she entered his wavelength, he would sense her instantly.

Still, his head couldn't stop going through the condition that The Oracle gave him.

'Every Elf despises Half Elves. The way they treated Esme is further proof of that, and apparently it's because of the commands of Nature. Doesn't that mean The Oracle is directly responsible for this bigotry against Half Elves?'

Why would The Oracle want Esme in their presence then?

'Do they want to eliminate her? If that's the case, then is it really safe to do as The Oracle pleases?'

He didn't know what to think.

On one end, he didn't want to think that The Oracle had that nefarious intention. Even if they did, he wanted to assure himself that he could protect Esme.

However, on the other end… he didn't want to take the risk.

'I don't want to put her in such danger. But… if I don't do this, then my chance of saving Alicia has returned to zero.'

Rey was still in the process of sorting out these thoughts when he felt something enter his radar.

'ESME!' His eyes widened instantly as his heart skipped a beat.

In a flicker, he easily closed the gap that existed between himself and his target, creating a spatial rift as he rushed at full speed.

~VWUSH!~

shockwave followed his arrival due the built-up velocity he created from

a distance

gown danced with the wind as the two of them remained stationary in the clouds. It seemed as though she was standing on

you to be done so quickly." She slowly turned and looked at him, her gem-like eyes greeting his glowing

like the prettiest thing in the

rest of reality with

deeply. "I'm sorry for neglecting you, Esme. I… I'm glad you're okay. You're safe. I heard everything from Kara!

than the tight way he gripped

almost felt like he didn't

clear my head. And… well, thanks for worrying about me." Her last words

see any of that, though, since

and overwhelming display of emotion, so right as Esme was making herself

He laughed with awkwardness, scratching

noticed a slight look of disappointment in Esme's eyes, but the expression was quickly snuffed out. Instead, Esme gave a slight

fine. I didn't

"Whew… I see…"

seconds that existed between them were occupied by silence. They both looked

full rein of his emotions. He never used [Dead Calm] with Esme, so the moment he sensed

now, though, he was

"Mad at who?"

know, but you look a bit distressed… concerned,

want Esme to hide her pain from