The night deepened.
Shawn heard footsteps outside the door.
He opened the door and saw the exquisite doll-like girl he first met—Checia.
"The mentor wants to see you," said the girl with an expressionless face.
After speaking, she turned and left.
Shawn picked up his coat and silently followed, as the two of them traversed a long and dim corridor, reaching the ground and then entering an almost boundless cemetery.
All around, eerie bluish ghost fires floated in the air.
Shawn rarely went out at night. Although he had been here for three months, he rarely left the territory of the Butcher and Ms. Hecate.
The cemetery was planted with many peculiar flowers and plants, which emitted a faint luminescence under the moonlight.
They looked remarkably beautiful.
