While Sabrina was following the man in the top hat to the location, she was still having trouble trying to remember why the name stuck out so much to her.
She was sure she had heard the name before, yet why would she know a name and not what the man looked like? The reality of everything that had happened to them recently was taking a toll on her, and it was making it harder for her to think.
She wasn't too worried though; after all, she was a talented mage. She herself knew that she would do well in battle, often Raze had tried convincing her to be a professor of her own since she had so much skill in the field of magic.
She was a 7-star mage, just off the pinnacle that a few at the very top achieved, but she wished for a quiet life doing what she enjoyed, which was tailoring and design.
So following a stranger didn't seem too dangerous for her because she was in the top one percent. There wouldn't be many that could best her in battle.
