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Loenka was very impressed by the boy's talent, who at the age of seven was already able to do what an adult could only do after many months of practice. Unnoticed, he eyed Raen's relaxed face. The priest was curious to see how long it would take to learn the next stages of immersion. If the boy could handle it that quickly, he would have to inform the high priest about it. That would be so extraordinary that it was advisable to consult about it! But for the time being Loenka wanted to watch Raens progress in peace and not just hang it up, after all, he was a very young student who could still change a lot.

The sojourn in the temple and training his mind did indeed give Raen some relief. The blood horse did not disappear from his dreams, but due to its recurring presence it had soon become a kind of reliable and loyal companion, which Raen even began to miss when he did not come. He had long since lost his fear and could slee