"What do you mean he...regressed?" Bassena widened his eyes, shifting his gaze from the glass window to Radia on the couch.
Inside the bedroom, Han Joon was sitting awkwardly on the bed, hands fiddling with a box of chocolate milk. The white-coat talking to him was not his doctor, but a counseling psychiatrist. One for a child.
"Not exactly that, he just..." Laurel sighed while stroking Radia's nape. The summoner had been burying his face in his palms for half an hour. "He thought he was eight years old. He said it had only been a few months since his mother and sister died."
"Amnesia?"
"Something like that," she nodded. "The doctor did say there was something slightly wrong in the brain scan, but he never thought it would be memory loss."
Bassena and Zein wanted to groan because--damn it! They thought it was over. "Is it permanent?"
the second arc of the story start now XD