Kai had two things he needed to do before they set out for the Wyvern Grotto. Each of them involving friends in one way or another.
He left Kleo to handle whatever she needed in the city, telling her to meet him back at the League in a week's time. She nodded without much argument. They both had their own preparations to make.
First, Kai made his way through the bustling streets toward the Citadel's arena, known across the kingdom as the Arena of Kings.
The one Joran mentioned to him all those years ago. Stories of old champions and how his eyes would gleam while passionately talking about the future. His future. A future that ended too soon.
Kai steadied his thoughts. It wasn't time to take on his promise to Joran. Not yet. He had someone he needed to see.
