The cold wind howled.
After nightfall, Neustadt City began to experience snowfall once again.
Before the snow intensified, Colin strode through the gate and into his own courtyard.
In utter darkness, only the warm yellow light shining through the windows of the mansion was visible, like two lanterns, illuminating the flurry of goose feather-like snow.
Colin exhaled gently and felt some relaxation wash over him.
As he moved towards the house, he contemplated in silence.
The words of Mentor Atbolde did hold some truth.
When one's personal ability couldn't contend with the entire wizardry establishment, adaptation was indeed the better choice.
Perhaps it was worth considering joining a faction?
Arriving in the bathroom, and submerging his body in the hot water Renee had just drawn, Colin shook his head inwardly again.
For him, the problem wasn't about joining a faction or not.
It was whether a faction was worth joining.
What were the benefits of joining? And the drawbacks?
