For the longest time, Enzo had been avoiding Titus and his band of friends. But eventually they had caught up to him and dragged him out of his lecure time.
"It's moving through the left corner there, someone get on it fast!!" Enzo's voice resounded atop a building an alarm setting off as several shadows sprang forward chasing an unseen enemy.
The day after the grand regents meeting, orders had come down for those on the ground to pick 3 weavers, one of the holy eminents, a member of cloaked shade and a student in the institute to head to the castle.
There a great opportunity awaited them, but there in laid a problem.
Who?
Who was going to be the lucky bastard to receive this opportunity?
Amongst the holy eminents, there was a silent agreement that it would be master Seth, after all no one had more experience than him amongst the four and even the legendary white death was still at stage one.
