Excitement made Kaedros's eyes lighter.
"So they were the most powerful Eldritch in history. What about the current Eldritchs?"
"The four current Eldritch?" The man with glasses floated toward them. "Why do you want to know about them… I see. One of you, if you did wear it, will become the Eldritch leader. Interesting."
"Oh, don't put fear in them! Let them take the last trials first!" the sharp-angled man said, though Kaedros got the feeling he was saying that just to say something.
"I'm not scaring them, am I? The state of the Eldritchs is far from what it was, that's for sure. There's a reason why Eldritch leaders die young before they grow into their powers—not to talk of a Dragon one… and humans." The man smiled crookedly, looking at them through the lens of his glasses. "If you manage to wear the crowns, then I'm sorry to say we'll have hundreds of candidates again in Twilight in a maximum of two years."
