Previous chapter:
Chapter 80: The Assistant
Next chapter:
Chapter 82: Balthor
PREVIEW
... his face from view. His academy uniform was nowhere to be seen—tonight, blending in was more valuable than prestige.
The air was cold against the outer walls of the academy, where he now stood alone beneath the pale light of the mana-lamps. Beyond the gates lay the capital of Valon, and he intended to reach it before the hour turned late.
Pinned to the inside of his cloak was the emblem of the student council—official, enchanted, and unmistakable.
Two guards stood at the ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE