XVII. Mount Memoir

Ryder was led to the mountain of graves.

It was the worst place for a fight. Mount Memoir was a resting place of both warriors and common folk. It was not right for them to battle here. 

The midnight moon loomed over the dark sky. Grey was there facing a familiar spot with a cemented familiar name—his name.

“So this is supposed to be my grave?”

He kicked his own tombstone with a fury that made the birds on the nearby trees fly away. Gone was the miniature stature of red glass marbled into his figure. The pieces scattered on the grass and they glinted crimson blood under the moonlight—a color that was inevitable to be spilled any moment from now.

Ryder met Grey at Hearth's 300th graduation ceremony. He was this scrawny boy who had nothing to boast but his brain. Aegis was assigned to the security services while Ryder was called as a guest speaker. While the candidat