Chapter: Return to the Brooks family
Touchdown in the U.S.
The flight back to the United States was smooth, but beneath the surface, the storm of conflict brewed heavier than ever. As the plane descended, Jafad leaned back in his seat, eyes closed in a meditative state, while Tolisk sat by the window, his fingers lightly tapping against the armrest.
Ever since their talk about cultivation levels, something had been gnawing at him—a feeling that he wasn’t prepared for what lay ahead. He was growing stronger, yes, but was it enough?
As soon as the wheels hit the tarmac, Jafad opened his eyes and turned to Tolisk.
“We’re home,” he said flatly.
Tolisk exhaled sharply and nodded. “Yeah. But it doesn’t feel like home anymore.”
Jafad chuckled darkly. “Welcome to the life of a cultivator.”
