The student council meeting dragged on for a while as Michael kept quiet, his eyes out of focus—deep in thought. While everyone discussed what would happen moving forward, his mind kept on circling something.
The method of soul extraction.
Back in Velmara he had felt some sort of entity try and bash down the doors of his inner palace. While he couldn't say for certain if this happened in Claywall and Newhold, he had an inkling it was the same.
I still find it difficult to believe such a small occult group could pull off something like this in two separate places...
Perhaps I can ask Magnus? He thought, his eyes narrowing.
Of course, he needed to be careful. Showing too much interest could cast suspicion on his identity—something that he was not prepared to reveal, not yet.
Sure he had revealed the secret to Melody and Rudy, but it was not the full truth. Besides, he trusted them enough to know that they would respect his wishes and not spread the information around.
