Max practically crossed half the castle at a rapid pace alongside Dorian.
The elf could barely keep up while holding his book under one arm.
"Could you stop walking like the world is about to explode?"
"Because maybe it is."
"You always say that."
"Because weird things always happen!"
Dorian sighed dramatically.
"I miss when my biggest problems were deciding which maid to flirt with."
Max glanced sideways at him.
"That's still one of your problems."
"Yes, but now there are forbidden rituals too."
They turned through one of the corridors leading toward the main courtyard and finally found Seraphine.
The mage was sitting atop one of the stone railings, calmly watching Moonlight and Neros train.
Moon held her frozen-flame sword with both hands while trying to repeat a defensive stance.
Standing in front of her, Neros corrected the position of her feet.
"No."
The knight shook his head.
"If your weight distribution is wrong, you'll lose balance during the counterattack."
