"Did Frist achieve his purpose by causing all these disturbances?"
The Great Sage Mitchell asked directly, yet ambiguously.
Lisandra pondered for a moment, then honestly replied, "I have not asked him, but from my guess, he probably did."
"Really?"
Great Sage Mitchell beckoned with his hand.
A thumb-sized bone piece flew over from somewhere.
The bone piece had a lustrous, almost transparent exterior.
As soon as it appeared, it emitted a compelling aura that drew Lisandra's attention.
She was suddenly filled with possessiveness.
Lisandra was taken aback by her sudden urge to snatch the bone piece from Great Sage Mitchell.
Etiquette was completely disregarded at this moment.
Lisandra quickly employed the True Spirit Wizard's technique to calm her heart.
However, it was like dropping a drop of water into boiling oil.
The True Spirit Wizard's technique made her feelings of possessiveness and destructiveness flare up even more when activated.
