Glenin leaned forward onto his staff. Bright blue mana crackled, accentuating his wrinkled frown. "I ask once again, where is General Alexander Finlish?"
The group's heads turned westwards. Even though the mess hall's wide balcony overlooked the valley, it was covered in transparent crystal. The rays of the setting sun outlined a blurry silhouette of the knight's academy. Under such conditions, they could not see the smoke that they all knew to be rising above the building.
Glenin waited a moment. No one responded. "General Marble, how about him?" The Head Mage asked in a less demanding demeanor. Again, silence. The tight grip around his staff loosened. "General Bernard Von Trike?"
So I got an internship and summerschool started. In total I am working two jobs, college, and another writing project. I am not complaining in the least. I am actually rather happy. I just wanted to let you guys know because the chapters might not be as long as they usually are.
In addition, I have realized how dialogue and character heavy these recent chapters have been. I was so focused on trying to improve those area that I didn't even notice the plot slowing down. The action will start next chapter. That's a promise I will keep.