Four figures rushed out, surrounding Theron from all four cardinal directions.
Honestly, Theron was a bit surprised, not just by the boldness, but the fact there were so many willing to participate in such a thing. He wasn't just some random nobody now, he was a Chosen of the Sect. The weight of his life and its value had completely changed.
'I guess this is what happens when too many new Chosens are conferred at once. It's diluted the meaning. The fact it takes an entire generation for new Chosens to be selected as well means that this current batch of disciples never really understood the meaning to begin with.'
This obviously wasn't the real reason these four were here.
Theron immediately recognized Tenn and the two law enforcement officers that had been with him that day. The fourth, though, he didn't recognize, but this was the same young man that had pulled Tenn out of the bar and told him about Theron's appearance at the tower: Oile.
