Everyone swung their head in that direction and at first nothing moved in the light of the hall, then the air flickered and as if a curtain had been removed, a man was seen casually leaning against the wall.
"Well," the man said with a lazy drawl. "So you are not all hopeless. To think you can catch my high-level illusion."
Belialthorn sat down with a snort. "Don't flatter yourself. Your little enchanted sword isn't any way close to high illusion." He should know. Kat had been able to weave high-level illusions.
"Asheran?" Seraphina asked in surprise. "What are you doing here?"
"You know him?" Alaric asked.
