When they finished comparing notes about Solus’ explanation for true magic, it was already late.

Lith had to rush to get out of the woods before it became too dark.

He wasn’t afraid of night time predators, his mother Elina, though, were another story.

“If I come back too late, I’ll get grounded for weeks. Darn it all, I hate curfew so much!”

He did not want to come back home empty handed, so he took out of the pocket dimension a couple of fat blinkers he had saved for moments like that.

The next day, Nana informed Lith that the Count had agreed to help, and that some of his best books were on their way.

Lith was forced to pretend being still engrossed in Nana’s history book, it was too big to finish it in one go.