A whirlwind wrapped in pale dust smoke gradually disappeared from Duncan's view.
Agatha had left.
"I always felt… she has changed a lot compared to before," Fenna finally broke the silence when the last trace of Grey Wind had vanished into the air, "especially the words she said last—not at all like what the former 'Guardian' would have said."
"Experiences change a person, especially everything she has been through," Duncan said indifferently, "And on the other hand, the role she now bears is no longer just 'Guardian', which was bound to bring change."
Fenna was a bit curious, "You don't seem worried?"
"Because she has not wavered—those who have come to a realization tend to be more steadfast," Duncan mentioned casually, "She is rational and not yet desperate enough to take a paranoid or wrong path due to the pressures of survival in the City-State, her last few words might not be as devout, but at least they were sober."