Ethan paused, exhaling quietly through his nose.
He set the sword down and walked over, snatching up the mana-stone powered phone.
Darius.
He answered.
"Good news this time, little brother," Darius's voice came through, light but edged with a sigh. "Father's wrapping things up. He's heading home now. Says he'll speak with you the moment he arrives."
Ethan's gaze darkened slightly. Finally.
Three days, but finally.
Darius added, "So yeah… get ready. Shouldn't be long now."
The call ended.
Ethan lowered the phone, his fingers tightening around it for a brief second before setting it aside.
He stood there for a beat, silent.
Then, with a shift of his shoulders, he let the towel fall from around his neck and turned back toward his sword.
His grip tightened around the hilt.
[Unfated Scoin summoning act will be ready once you've got enough Fate-Breaking points]
