An ominous sense of foreboding flooded over Roland. Somebody was obviously watching him in this Dream World.
Roland looked up and scanned the faces of everyone across the hall.
Who was doing this?
A waiter? An enterpreneur? Or an Awakened?
Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves at this party. He was the only person being paranoid here.
Roland took a deep breath to calm himself down.
The messenger must be the same person who had left the note in the book.
"Rose Café, No. 302."
Without a doubt, this person wanted to meet him.
This was something beyond the Force of Nature. Unlike witches who possessed various supernatural abilities, martialists were physically faster, sharper, and more powerful than common people. They could, to some extent, release their energy to create some sort of magic, but, overall, they were more combatants than wizards.
Plus, Roland did not sense any fluctuations in the Force of Nature.
