It was today, amidst Lumian's contemplation of his next moves, that he seemed to snap out of a dream-like trance. The recollection of his intention to write a letter to Madam Magician, now forgotten, hit him like a bullet.
The realization was more unsettling than a battlefield injury, sending shivers down his spine, and causing his hair to stand on end.
Had this situation escalated, he might have perished without even realizing it!
It feels like déjà vu… That's right! In Dardel, Lugano and I had unintentionally overlooked the option of escaping. We were searching for a pretext to enter the town and investigate Derangement. As Lumian's thoughts raced, a sudden revelation struck him.
The woman he had seen weeping on the Flying Bird was the source of Derangement—a humanoid Sealed Artifact that had escaped its restraints!
After leaving Dardel, she had reached Port Gati and boarded the Flying Bird.
