'If a good diagnostician takes a look at us, they might discover my existence. It's the reason I wanted you to keep a low profile and rank no higher than A.' The Red Sun couldn't help but worry.
All the all-nighters in the world couldn't help Kelia's core refinement. She was now on the verge of green, but even to achieve the deep cyan it would take her at least a year and that without considering the many impurities that were still left.
She had barely survived the transition to the green core and needed time to strengthen her body enough to withstand the next breakthrough. To make matters worse, even if Dusk helped her to reach quickly the deep cyan, her physical strength wouldn't change much.
A hit to the head, a well-placed spell, or even a powerful poison would have been more than she could handle, forcing the Horseman to reveal his presence to save her life. Yet what worried him the most wasn't to blow his cover, but imprisonment.
