บท 96: The Stranger With No Past

Nestled in its quiet clearing, the forest hut exuded a timeless calm. The morning sun filtered through the wooden blinds, casting soft streaks of light across the room. The crackling of the hearth was the only sound breaking the silence.

Ethan lay on the cushioned bench near the fire, still unconscious but breathing steadily. The faint glow of his Primal energy had all but faded, leaving behind only a subtle trace of its presence.

Seated on a chair near Ethan was a woman who exuded an air of toughness. Her build was lean and strong, her movements purposeful. Marie, around 24 years old, had a commanding presence despite her calm demeanor. Her dark hair was tied back in a simple braid, and her sharp brown eyes studied Ethan with curiosity and skepticism.

"So," Marie said, her voice steady but edged with a hint of disbelief, "this is the boy you found near the gate?"