Spell Weaver [Book 2 Complete]

Hong Xiu pointed his sword directly at Alex as they locked eyes.

Alex watched as the other man stepped forward. To his normal eye, it looked like he had faded from existence before stepping out of a shadow not ten feet away.

“Acolyte, what are you doing over here? You look suspicious.” Hong Xiu said.

Alex took another step back as his mind ran through possible ways to get out of the situation.

He stopped and stood straight before bowing with his left palm clasped into his right hand. “Junior Fang greets Senior Brother Hong.” This deferential greeting was how he’d seen others interact with the elder brother.

It was the closest Alex had been to the higher-level leader, and he was surprised to note that Hong Xiu was much younger than he thought. Xiu looked to be just over twenty years old.

No wonder this guy is cocky. He’s still a baby, and he’s this strong. That’s like me being Superman in college, but it’s culturally acceptable to throw my weight around.

The younger man lowered his rapier a fraction as he heard the standard sect greeting.

Alex maintained his position in the bow, knowing that it wasn’t proper for their group to stand until the senior-ranked person responded to the greeting. The silence stretched, and Alex began to feel uneasy. He felt his legs shake from the tension and he was beginning to wonder if he should flee.

Knowing that he needed to act quickly, Alex pulled up the notification he’d gotten just before setting off the ritual circles. It only took a moments thought to bring up the System windows.