The rising sun bathed the stone brick houses that lined the streets in a gentle tint of amber.
The aroma of breakfast wafted out from the mansion on one side of the street, mingling with the fresh chill in the air.
This was the Protoss Royal Magic Academy.
Lanci sat on a swing in the garden, holding in his hand a small portion of raw cobs and feeding them to the little birds that had gathered around him. His eyes remained half-shut, showing his residual sleepiness.
Since coming here, many small creatures from the campus had also found their way to him.
Inside a distant mansion, Zestira stood silently by the window, watching the scene of small creatures gathering out in the courtyard. They seemed to yearn for his presence.
"Is the teacher really human?"
Zestira mumbled this to herself, her confusion apparent.
Not only her but even the creatures could sense his unadulterated kindness.