We gathered together for the last time, all prepared for our renewed search for Draven's whereabouts.
"Are we really sure that the monster is in New Orleans?" asked Diomitri. "It might just be a trap, and we could be in danger."
"No one knows unless we go there. We just need to be alert to whatever might happen," Zane seriously replied, then looked at me.
I nodded and glanced at the representatives from other Guilds who had volunteered to join us. I was grateful that the council had agreed with me. This way, we wouldn't have trouble capturing Draven, and if he really had found allies, they wouldn't easily defeat us.
I remembered the argument I had with my father about Zane. I sighed deeply and refocused on the portal we were creating. Three other spellcasters, like me, who are capable
