Mirel's voice trailed as he recalled that day with vivid clarity.
He was very scared that day.
Old Hendrick passed away in front of his eyes; he was blamed for his death, and now he was going to be turned into a power source for the entire city. But what scared him the most wasn't those things—it was something else.
"In that dark room—before Master Tobias saved me, all I could think of was…" He paused, the words stuck in his throat as emotions swelled inside his chest. "All I could think of was the fact that I'm alone. The darkness and the look of cruelty those people gave to me… it doesn't scare me. Knowing that I'm completely alone now does."
Bakar placed his hand on Mirel's shoulder.
Each pat gave him strength, and also told him that he wasn't alone anymore.
