After all that cemetery tears, we returned home later that morning.

Zachili took the remaining half of the morning to fix Zeath’s door, while the latter showered and went to bed without eating.

I, however, took a bath and ate a small but tensive lunch with Zachili before watching him sharpen a few small objects that look like tiny daggers.

I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that he had all those on him all along. My jaw constantly dropped when I watched him tuck them out some hours ...