บท 84: The paintings

"You are not permitted to enter." Standing in front of the room's door, Ashton said sternly.

Sage was enraged and stood in front of him. Cyrus had been taken to the room and was locked in with his guardians. She couldn't stay away knowing how pale he looked and how confused he was before passing out.

"How come I can't?" She demanded angrily of Ashton.

"Because Cyrus does not require the services of a healer to be healed. He either heals himself or is healed by his guardians." Ashton responded with a solemn expression.

"All right... I still want to go in." Sage stated, unconcerned about Ashton's words.

Ashton exhaled deeply. "Should I advise you, little mage?" Ashton inquired, his face sly.

She had forgotten Ashton was a demon. Cunning creatures.

"I do not need your advice." Sage became enraged.