The bright crescent moon shimmering in the night sky wafted the illuminant moonlit to spread across the magnificent hallway inside the castle, giving it an ethereal view.
Amidst mild cricket noises heard from the castle yard, and a gentle cool breeze rustling the plum blossoms, the ambiance was pretty peaceful inside the main castle.
Since time drifted very fast, it was already past midnight when Xanthus finished his intensive sword training. Even though he never doubted his massive strength, the sudden challenge from Illay was somehow able to make him a little anxious.
When he finished his training, he peeked a glance outside the balcony at the bright moon and somehow assumed it was already very late, almost past midnight. Putting away his giant sword, Xanthus heftily marched across the hallway in steady slow steps. But, he didn't allow any royal guard or knight to follow after him.
