Nox thought about it for a while and decided that it was not such a bad idea after all, so he agreed.
"All right, let's do that."
Meanwhile, in another part of the island.
Inside a luxurious room, a figure stood beside the tall tower window, silently looking outside.
His expression was blank, yet his fist was clenched so tightly that his knuckles had turned white.
This person was Jack.
"This room… it feels as if I left it just yesterday," he murmured.
"Naive me thought I could actually run away forever," he added with a self depreciating laugh.
[You could have easily gotten away, but where to hide was the real problem,] a voice spoke inside his head.
[Tsk, you let your emotions get the better of you. I am sure that Nox boy would have protected you easily,] another voice sneered, clearly annoyed.
[True, we all witnessed what he did in Snowhelm, and during the war. He always comes up with miracles. I am sure he would have found a way if the old man had attacked.]
