His fury and hatred had nowhere to go, no outlet for release.
Illiya immediately noticed that something was wrong with his companion and understood the shift in his emotions.
After processing it, Illiya felt a pang of guilt.
He should not have probed so deeply.
Without saying a word, he subtly moved closer to Drow and, while the sky's eyes were elsewhere, quickly reached out to grab Drow's arm in comfort.
Their little gestures did not go unnoticed by Nigun.
However, he was tactful enough to avert his gaze and pretend not to see anything.
After all, one must preserve the dignity of young elves.
If he pointed it out and they became embarrassed or angry, that would be troublesome.
"And so this story of past time comes to an end. Welcome to join us. Tens of thousands of historical novels are free to read." Nigun's tone grew meaningful. "What I mean is, don't play with fools, or you'll become one yourself."
