Rivers of the Night

The curiosity in Theron’s eyes faded as he entered the long hallway. He could hear the bustle of festivities in the distance, and a herald’s voice was already announcing his achievements to the crowd. His gait, however, didn’t speed up.

’As expected… Imbued Resonance is more of an open secret.’

After Theron combed through Manson’s memories, he got that vibe as well, so he thought it was the perfect opening volley toward Sigil.

While he was, indeed, curious about what Imbued Resonance was, it wasn’t to the point of taking such a risk without reason or cause.

The words he had chosen today were very deliberate.

Thanks to Manson, Theron had learned three very important things.

The first was that Imbued Resonance wasn’t as shocking a secret as he thought it might be. Though, he felt that there was likely a reason it was still so protected.

Theron had never seen something so censored before. Just for comparison, he had a full understanding of maybe every special herb and plant beneath Gold Grade. Logically, these should be no less valuable than the information about Imbued Resonance.

So why was one so protected while the other wasn’t?