The Red Tower Master, Veronica, met Theo’s gaze naturally. Her gold eyes, shining with curiosity and interest, were burdensome in a way that was different from the Blue Tower Master’s. When Theo tried to step back unconsciously, Veronica’s pale hand landed on his shoulder. The velvet softness belied the monstrous strength he could feel holding him in place.

“Eh? You are different from what I heard.” She looked Theodore up and down before addressing Vince, “Vince, didn’t you say your disciple was a 4th Circle?”

Vince nodded. “Yes, that’s right.”

Veronica’s eyes narrowed. “This guy, isn’t he clearly a 5th Circle… No, wait a minute.”

Veronica’s expression changed as she peered deeper into Theo’s body. She had spotted the problem that had been plaguing him for the past few days.

“It’s unstable. Did this incident wake it up? Looks like you’re experiencing the effects of crossing the wall with an unprepared body.”

Indeed, he couldn’t fool the eyes of an 8th Circle magician. Theo nodded as he admired her insightful perception. Blundell...