The immemorial art of Empyrean magic, it's the most profound and mysterious magic he has ever seen. Even the Tome of Runarlore didn't have much information about it. Although it helped him understand the level of the arts.
"You didn't say, When would you leave my mind?" Jaegar asked, breaking the silence.
"If you help me get the other two flames, then I will."
Jaegar frowned and said, "And where would I find them?"
Thinking about his past in the forest, he didn't know how he ended up in that cave. It was like something led him there on purpose. Those creatures came after him, and he ended up in the valley.
Jaegar asked, "Before that, when I entered the temple, I heard a voice, calling my name. Was it you?"
"No."
Jaegar's frown deepened. Then who was it, that led him there? Was someone behind it?
