Gawain and Amber went together to inspect the hundred or so future "intelligence elites," while on the way, Amber started asking about rumors she had heard in the territory. "I heard there's a new 'ancient archmage' in the territory?"
Gawain nodded. "His name is Kamel, and you'll meet him soon."
Amber's eyes darted around, not sure what she was thinking, suddenly blurting out, "Did you dig him out from the ruins in the mountains?"
"... You can't really say 'dug out,'" Gawain felt the half-elf's phrasing was somewhat off. "He was trapped in the Otherworld..."
"Then you dug him out," Amber said matter-of-factly, then began scrutinizing Gawain, making him feel goosebumps all over. "What's with that look?"
"Yet another one risen from the coffin in the territory!" Amber clapped her hands, "Were you feeling out of place being the only ancient person here, so you decided to dig up someone even older? But won't you two also have a generational gap?"
