In the days leading up to Akushitsuna’s date of departure Ikazuchi was able to see his companions steed, a winged horse that was majestic and magical. He could still remember how impressive it was when his companion took him for a short flight around the skies above Baska. It was also at that time that he decided to eventually obtain a mount of his own in the future. If possible, he would like to get something that could also fly.
That thought and feeling was even more apparent as he walked out the gate of Baska. He had packed only the essentials and worn his well-maintained gear, but the long road ahead wasn’t something he looked forward to. Still, he didn’t look back as he made his way to the Worth Woodsea.
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