She knew the sea charts were a powerful tool for the church to hunt down heretics. They were an extension of the great Dawn Realm, capable of locating them just as one could perceive a fundamental aura on the River of Destiny.
And for it to just disappear...
'A Demigod made a move... Was it one of those old fossils from the Ghost Soul School, or someone else...'
Celestia pondered for a few seconds, then looked at the Desecrator beside her. "Who do you think is obstructing our pursuit?"
"I don't know," Melbel replied calmly, his gaze fixed on a part of the Caster City State that had yet to be fully rebuilt.
"You know a fair bit about him. You should be able to deduce his destination, right?"
"If you're referring to the time I nearly killed him, then yes, I suppose you could say I know him."
"If that were truly the case, none of this would be happening now," Celestia said, giving him a mirthless smile. "Your power far exceeded his at the time. Why didn't you finish the job?"
