I had just removed my strings and opened my eyes when and hands made of energy appeared in front of me and rapidly started to make the gesture.
"I will tell you later; first, we will look at all the patients," I said. The grand mistress had asked me about what I had noticed. I am not going to tell her that, at least not till I have checked all the patients.
Grandmistress just nodded calmly, hearing my answer, but Lord Whitman did not seem that calm; he even opened his mouth to ask the question but closed it after some thoughts.
Time passed, and I checked one patient after another before finally, I reached the center to the last patient who was occupying the biggest med-pod.
"This is Davian Gatlin, Grand Lord of Silverstone Academy," Lord Whitman said as he looked at the old man in med-pod.
