Chapter 6: THE THIRD EYE SECT
A man under a dark cloak stepped out from the shadows.
"Are you the healer from the Veiled Circle of Seers?" asked the other cloaked figure. It was none other than Adlan, Lady Mirena’s cousin.
"Yes, I am," replied the hunched man carrying a healer’s satchel. His voice was raspy, like dry leaves rubbing together. "But it’s rude to call us the Veiled Circle. Our sect has a proper name—The Third Eye Sect. You ask for my help, yet insult my order. Your righteousness is quite amusing, isn’t it?" he mocked.
"I... mm... I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said it like that," Adlan replied apologetically.
"Spare me the chatter. Who’s the boy you were ranting about? The one who supposedly uses black magic?"
"It’s Logan. My cousin’s stepson—one of House Smith’s heirs," said Adlan, venom in his tone.
"Where is he now?"
"I saw him going to the woods. He frequently goes there to train."
"Training? Why does he need to go to the woods to practice black magic? Can’t anyone practice magic in their room?" the healer mused to himself.
"Whatever. I’ll see for myself what that little prick is up to." Saying this, the healer began striding toward the woods with long, eager steps.
Adlan followed. He wanted to see firsthand what sort of fate awaited Logan.