The footsteps of Ryan and Kael echoed softly in the long stone corridor toward the outside door. As the evening light illuminated their faces, Kael slowed his pace and turned to Ryan.
“There’s one more thing I want to suggest,” he said slowly, his calm voice laced with a bit of hesitation.
Ryan raised an eyebrow, looking at Kael with curiosity. “What is it?”
Kael stared straight ahead, as if envisioning a distant place. “Some time ago, I heard news from the guards in the eastern territory. There’s an old healer living up in the mountains. They say he can heal wounds, not just those visible on the body, but also those hidden deep within the soul.”
Ryan fell silent, his eyes narrowing slightly at this information.
“The healer… he’s not an ordinary person. Many say his power comes direct
