He took deep breaths and smiled because another one of his problems had been solved. With the pillars and the magic tower by his side, no one can contest his position or his authority. He laughed as he turned around and returned to his desk to continue with his work.
The position of high mage was then removed and the office was vacated. Whatever the work of the high mage was, it was now the work of the Pillars of light. Life continued as if the massacre of the House of Altair did not happen.
Cygnus woke up in an unfamiliar environment. He silently sat up from where he was lying and looked around with lifeless eyes. He was inside a hut and was lying on a hard bamboo bed that was only covered with a ragged brown cloth that was rough to the touch.