Erik settled into the comfortable seat of the car, glancing out of the window as it ascended into the sky above Testrovsc's Rest.
The city spread out below him, a maze of buildings, roads, and green spaces, alive with the hustle and bustle of daily life. As the car soared through the air, Erik's thoughts drifted to those he had recently parted ways with.
Rebecca's face came to his mind, her eyes filled with determination and curiosity, yet tinged with vulnerability.
His thoughts then wandered to Uncle Ben, the man who took care of him when he was little, and who had guided him through many challenges.
Erik felt a pang of gratitude for what the man had done for him in the past, but this was mixed with sadness at the thought of what he had become for him recently. Nothing but a stranger, probably an enemy.
The thoughts of the Blackguards lingered, too, their enigmatic and shadowy existence a constant puzzle.