章節 37: Chapter 37: Unexpected News

"Demons," Thrane said. "Two of them, white as bleached bone. You could practically see through them, their skin was so pale." He shuddered. "I started with thirty men. There are only twelve of us left."

"We fought something similar yesterday," Cerant said. "It was gray, not white. Four wings, green eyes?" Thrane nodded and Cerant continued. "Neikirk is the only reason I am still alive. If not for him, it would have turned me to little more than dust."

Thrane looked at Neikirk, and he hastily bent back to his work, eager to avoid the speculative gleam to Thrane's eyes. "He has an Alchemist's Eye of a level I have never seen. I've only ever seen two others who survived that spell and their eyes were pale, weak. His Eye is of exceptional clarity and strength; he must be able to see a truly astounding range of energies and power levels."

"I would wager my fortune that Neikirk is one of the best alchemists in the country," Cerant said.