Although he had known this fact, Adam still wanted to consult with a high-ranking Herbalist from the Brotherhood, desperately hoping that the results of his own experiments had been wrong.
But they were not.
Adam glanced at the morning sun with complicated emotions. "When the sun sets and the blood moons rise, I wonder what will happen… I wonder if the townsfolk will be safe…"
He lowered his head and glanced at the contents of the letter once again. Although there was bad news, there was also a piece of good news.
"I didn't expect that man to be so considerate," said the youth as he thought of Elrick Spence, the carefree Handler of the Twilight Brotherhood.
"This will be of great help to me. At the very least, I can ensure the safety of the townsfolk," he muttered as he burned the letter.
Watching it turn to ashes and drift away in the wind, the youth's expression turned solemn.