Galen knew that the Disc of Eight Trigrams had been carved out of a rotten piece of wood and that the so-called “array” before was Barnabus’ own doing rather than the activation of the disc. Though Barnabus himself was perplexed, he had the crowd fooled.
“Hey, kid. Do you not believe me even though I said I saw it?” Boris finally spoke up after a long silence.
As the top mage of Zaprington, Boris’ words carried weight, even Barnabus revered him!
“I only believe my own eyes!” Jared declared with a smirk.
“Well then, I have no choice but to convince you! See for yourself if this is just rotted wood.”
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