Michael held up his hand and wandered around the palace grounds.
"What are you doing, master?" Bird asked inquisitively.
"I've been promoted to master now, have I?" Michael laughed.
Bird went red and turned his face around sharply, "I can go back to old man if you want,"
"Just try it," Michael sniffed. His attention was drawn to a surge of residual mana around the temple. He recognized it at once and frowned. It was definitely Clover's magic. Michael followed the magic into the woods behind the palace. He felt another surge of mana residue again. Then there was something else. His face grew dark.
"What is it?" Bird chimed.
"I felt this energy before," Michael lowered his hands, "but how can this be?"
Bird watched confused as Michael marched back towards the palace. The throne room was still under repair so Michael was directed to Keitel's office. Michael stopped outside the door. Bird glanced around, his eyebrows furrowed.
