Erthenia

Antaer strolled calmly around the room, not interrupting the other conversation and waiting for his turn.

A few minutes later, Master Ramola returned to the main building of the guild, and at the same time, Faragar ran out of the third corridor. He was holding a medallion tightly in his hands. - Immediately remove this icy corpse from my office, or all that will remain of it will be a handful of ashes when I return. - The Lightning Master left the guild, slamming the door loudly.