Chapter 58
Lancelin’s P.O.V
“Mauve?” Miaka asked surprised as we all rushed out of the dungeons. “But she’s dead.”
“Yes and she’s left behind a disciple.” I spoke through gritted teeth as betrayal made my blood boil. “Martin.”
“How’s that possible? Martin is without any magean powers.” Acelin said as he rushed to keep up with my strides. “He’s no better than a human.”
“Have you heard of dark mages?” I asked them both, pausing for just an instant so I could look at their faces and instantly, Miaka’s eyes widened. “You have, haven’t you? Tell me everything you know.”
Miaka might only be sixteen in human years but she had the mind of a genius. She was also very curious and was always looking for clues and details of every race, every species that existed on Earth and learning about them constantly. She had the most knowledge amongst all of us when it came to our races. So, if anyone knew about the dark mages, it had to be her.