(Planet Caorn- Jasimin Island)
(Mariena Hotel- Private Penthouse Suite)
"Are you even paying attention to me?" an angry voice echoed through the hotel room.
An elderly Servie mage wearing long green robes flew towards a figure curled up under three layers of blankets.
"Inya Baileyleaf! Listen to me young man!" Archmage Rosemuse sternly spoke as she snapped her fingers.
Runic circles appeared above her palms and the blankets got up from the bed and moved to the nearest chair as if they had somehow come to life.
Beneath the blankets was a pale faced young Servie boy. He was unnaturally slender even for his kind and dark circles could be seen under his eyes.
He looked sickly.
That was the first impression that anyone got when looking directly at his unhealthy figure.
"Ugh… yeah… you said something about… damn… I can't remember…" Inya's voice trailed off as he massaged his temples.
