The Magic lingered in the village, a subtle undercurrent that had evaded Xylon's notice until now.
The faint traces of a protection spell, skillfully cast upon Charles Ko, offered tangible evidence of the mystical currents that flowed through the fabric of this place.
Unlike a conventional blessing, this enchantment bore the mark of something deeper, something more integral to the village's essence..
As Xylon's contemplation delved deeper into the heart of the matter, a realization began to take shape—an insight that shifted his perspective.
Perhaps the enigmatic "skyeres" were not some ethereal beings, detached from the realm of mortals.
Instead, he considered the possibility that they were, in fact, individuals among the villagers, concealed by their own abilities.
Even the village leader and his family, who held sway over the community, seemed to lack any overt magical aptitude.