"Where are the sages?" White Flame's eyes darted around, trying to look for the eleven sages, or their bodies, which were supposed to be there.
There were thirteen demon hunter sages. While Beetholis had died in the ballroom, the First Sage had never left his room, and there should be eleven sages in the ceremonial hall according to the information that Claude provided.
There was not even a body here.
Lily began to sniffle around. And she found something. "Did they leave these things behind?"
In the corner of the hall, she found a very faint gray-white mark and a few pieces of black fabric on the edge of the rune circle.
"It is ash," Hao Ren said, sliding his fingers across the traces and picking up some fine powder on his fingertips. Among the black fabrics, he found some solid particles. "These are pieces of their clothes and masks," he said.
