"Almost there," Xylara said.
As they got closer, Draco could hear the sounds of fighting—clashing weapons and raised voices. It was true; the Seat of Demon was in battle.
When they arrived at their destination, they saw a group of young men from different academies ganging up on one lone figure standing at the center, defending against their attacks.
The moment Draco laid his eyes on the young man, he didn't need Xylara to confirm it. He had his answer.
This young man was one of the Seats of Demon.
The young man had long, coily black-brown hair that cascaded like a waterfall, and his body was slightly hairy.
He was surrounded by a group of young men, battling them fiercely.
"Young man, leave your points, or you'll regret it," one of them threatened, trying to make him surrender peacefully.
