Now that Alex had healed the old man, it was time for him to leave this place.
"You are leaving so early?" the man asked. "Please let me know if there is something I can help you with."
"I do not need anything just yet," Alex said. "If I do need something, say the feathers again, I will try and come by if you won't mind."
"Of course not," the man replied. "Come by anytime. I will give you as many feathers as I can. I owe that much to you."
Alex nodded in thanks. "Then I have no reason to stay and every reason to leave. If fate wills it, we'll see each other around again, senior."
"I pray that fate wills it," the man said. "And good luck with the competition. I'll cheer for you."
Alex said his farewells to the man and left the house just as the sun kissed the sky on the eastern horizon. The purple morning sky began to fade by the time Alex got to a Teleportation formation, ready to leave.