"Are you saying that Tuck has moved away?" "Nando", who now carried feminine charm, asked a middle-aged woman.
Because it was near the mines, the sky of Holsava City was covered by dust all year around, which made it dim and gray. He was now at the center of a dark valley, where the architectural style was more inclined to the mysteriousness and grimness that sorcerers preferred.
The middle-aged woman that Fernando asked was an ordinary person. She wavered and replied, "Yes, Mr. Sorcerer. Tuck moved away a month ago."
The reverence and fear for sorcerers had been etched to the blood of the civilians of the Magic Empire.
Fernando looked around. The buildings here were mottled and heavy, with the traces of aging everywhere. Realizing that Tuck did not seem to have enjoyed his life in this place, he went on to ask, "Do you know where he moved to? Exactly how many years ago did he move out?"