Angor freed Dodoro from his bracelet and used his Gondola to head to Maya's residence while following Sunders' guidance.
Similar to last time, Dodoro stayed quiet inside the cabin at the back of the boat, while Angor and Sunders stayed at the front.
Angor felt a bit anxious about meeting a true prophet. He kept glancing at his strange hand and wasn't sure what would happen to him later.
"How-how do prophets work their magic, sir?" Angor tried to say something just to ease his mood.
"Most prophets refer to themselves as 'Bearers of Fate'. They can completely see through you, everything, should they wish to."
Angor frowned. "So, we won't be able to keep anything private from prophets? And the other wizards are fine with this?"
