A Meeting With Darwel (3)

A Luminant?

Why did this word sound familiar?

Darwel's announcing of it made it seem so grand but the foggiest idea of how Skullius remembered this word had a portion of dread, satisfaction and relief that subconsciously rose in his mind with its mentioning.

What was a Luminant?

Where had he heard this name before?

Beside him, the two guards were also surprised to hear what Darwel had just said!

They shuddered violently at this ridiculous prospect as it far out scaled what they had initially imagined.

An El-Sif?!

No!

This man was beyond royalty!

But... his wing..?

"Your blood is purer than mine. I can sense it for sure. Perhaps this wing of yours... it has to be limited because of the taint I feel in your blood, limiting its full potential. Something other than just human blood dwells in you. Did you know?" Darwel asked with genuine concern, her glitter covered hand gently caressing Skullius' shoulder.