"Now, forget everything you have heard.
As I said before—
We might still need you to train another prodigy that we can use."
Seraphielle spoke with the same gentle smile on her face as her hand moved up, from Tenzin's cheek to his bald head.
Tenzin's body shook, his eyes widened in absolute fright. He tried to burn his disciple's memory into his mind, the memory of everything that happened here, the memory of never repeating the same mistake again, to… never take in another disciple—
But—
In front of Seraphielle—
All those thoughts of resistance were… pointless.
The difference in strength was too vast, so even when Equarios wasn't here to bind him, there was nothing Tenzin could actually do.
Seraphielle grabbed his head, golden light came out from her hand, entering his mind, and then—
It began erasing every single memory in his head that was related to Vashti.
The worst part?
