The sense only lasted less than a second, like it was just a false hint. But the ring, Congus Ring, that Lucien was wearing was reminding him that it wasn't just an illusion.
"Lucien…" Alferris tried to talk to Lucien, but was stopped by him. Its big amber-colored eyes looked confused.
Who is it? What was the person doing here this late at night, near the small church located in the civilian zone of the city?
But the dangerous power never came back again. So Lucien said to Alferris using secret messaging, which would only produce tiny magic waves, "Someone was nearby, at least senior-rank. Now it seems that the person has gone into the Salvation Church. We gotta wait here for a bit longer to make sure Richard's safe."
Alferris all of sudden got excited. An enemy meant a fight; fight meant victory; and victory meant trophy!
Lifting its claw, Alferris wiped off its drool.
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