“Holly, are you ready?” Lemuel whispers beside me. This plan to trap Tityus is a risky one. Not just for those who are involved, but also for me. “Yes. I just hope I won’t retrogress from this.” He reaches for my hand and squeezes it. “You won’t,” he whispers. “Your blessing has already surpassed that of Master Orson. You will live.” I look up at him. As time goes on, I am starting to trust his decisions. Maybe this is the reason why he was killed in my previous timeline first. His insight will be detrimental to whatever our enemies are planning. He nods towards the warrior guard and they open the door to the small private room. We enter. There are only around five people inside. Tityus and an admin from Caltra. Two from Delwyn. And one from Teremun. They were the last to leave, so Lem

