Observing the group disembarking from their vehicles, Devon's gaze sharpened when he caught sight of Leslie, who was carrying Quillon. He quickly recited a spell, pinching a willow leaf between his fingers, and swept it gently before his eyes.
Upon opening his eyes, he noticed a faint blue energy swirling around Leslie. Though it was subtle, it was unmistakably unusual.
Denvor already had a hunch about what was going on.
Unbeknownst to Leslie, a practitioner from the Schoenus Sect was disguised as a guard and was closely observing her.
Shortly after, Harry approached Denvor, whispering, "What's going on?"
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