~Omniscient
Laurent’s footsteps carried softly through the corridor as he moved toward the far exit. The crowd’s noise dulled behind him; the space ahead stretched open, sterile and still.
He’d seen the arcanist a few seconds ago — at the edge of the stands, watching the same match he was. The same man who had first told him about Verdant Forest and what he might find there. He found something there worth his time so he had to figure out how this arcanist knew so much. Laurent’s eyes had caught him, and for a moment, he’d been certain their paths would cross again.
But when he reached the spot, there was nothing. No trace of him.
Laurent stared for a beat longer, then exhaled quietly and turned away.
That was when he saw her.
Ivelle.
She was creeping down a connecting hallway, half-
