Axel's eyes shot open, he jumped out of bed and threw on his black mage robe, exiting his room and waving goodbye to his students, he had a slight sadness in his eyes. His oldest apprentice, Matthew rushed up to him and smiled. "Where are you going, sir?", he asked. Axel only looked at Matthew, he didn't need to say anything, Matthew knew where he was headed and so did every other Mage in the land. He continued to walk, not saying a word, waiting until he approached the village gates to transform into a bird and take flight eastward. Eastward, that was the land of the soldiers, the Kingdom of Regios. There was a large area that seperated Regios and Stigma, which was known as "The Valley of the Forsaken". It was true that there was a valley in this area, but that was not where it earned its name from. Any soul under a class 10 has said to have been killed at one point or another. Axel had already flown over the vast valley, he landed on the ground and reverted back to his human form and began walking towards Regios.
