"...You say, their leader is also coming?"
Naifertali raised an eyebrow, halting the work in her hands.
She pressed a few times on the Ritual Plate that burned with bluish-purple flames, extinguishing the fire.
Turning back around, the red-haired lady with pale skin expressed her astonishment to her tall childhood friend, "When? Which level of leader?"
In those beautiful fiery-colored pupils, a relentless light flickered.
It was the quest for endless knowledge... or perhaps, the greed for it.
"I didn't ask, but it should be from the higher echelons of the sect."
Niusel replied in a heavy voice.
He shook his head, sitting behind Naifertali, looking absently at the bookcase to the side.
In a low voice he said, "They are indeed, as you said... followers of the light."
"What did you see?"
"Light."
Niusel answered, "Unlike us, they have light in their eyes, they do not get lost... Their light is in their hearts.
