The countryside was very dark at night.
Even the stars shining in the heavens were not enough to illuminate everything.
The crescent moon that hung right above Ethan's head was like a smiling face, looking at him from the heavens.
For some reason, it made him feel as if it was making fun of him as he walked to the place where his adoptive father was waiting for him.
Back then, he would never dare to go out at night by himself because he feared that wild animals like wolves would attack him.
Now, even if he were to be surrounded by a pack of them, he wouldn’t feel the least bit anxious, knowing that he could deal with them easily.
As Ethan walked the familiar trail in the forest, the wand in his hand glowed with a faint light, illuminating everything around him.
A few minutes later, he finally arrived at the clearing where his adoptive father usually took him to go camping.