“You may begin,” the Minister of Justice commanded. Adrian’s lips twisted into an unsettling smile as his eyes locked with mine. Refusing to be the first to glance away, I shivered as I felt an unusual connection with the strange man the longer I kept his gaze.
“For five days, from the second to the seventh of May, I kept a watchful eye on Eleanora Aiselle,” he began.
“What? What are you…” I trailed off as I realized he was referring to our journey from Lunazel to Bathuana. Words failed me as Adrian continued to speak confidently.
“Eleanora Aiselle’s distinctive magic is characterized by a rare and dark energy. Meanwhile, the pure mana of a dragon creates a force of raw magic. The fusion of these two powers has resulted in magic energy on an unfathomable and near-uncontrollable scale. Even Eleanora herself seems to be at a loss on how to control the dragon’s vast mana,” he explained. My heart thudded in my throat as I glared at him.
