Revolution or not, Rhidian could still see the remnants of before that would never change. The beating Alistair had known was no longer in practice now, with Proctors like Urahil to balance the old with new...
And even if Rhidian was subjected to the likes of what was considered as the old times, he knew he would rather leave and dull his magic, to let it atrophy without use.
In way of a farewell, Rhidian saluted Alistair before he went back they way they came, going in search for the Proctor, and Rhidian turning to wander the scenic route back to his dorm. Just one lesson with Alistair had shifted his view on his own magic, and knowing that there was more to it, Rhidian was willing to cooperate in his classes.
And even if Rhidian was subjected to the likes of what was considered as the old times, he knew he would rather leave and dull his magic, to let it atrophy without use.
In way of a farewell, Rhidian saluted Alistair before he went back they way they came, going in search for the Proctor, and Rhidian turning to wander the scenic route back to his dorm. Just one lesson with Alistair had shifted his view on his own magic, and knowing that there was more to it, Rhidian was willing to cooperate in his classes.