A gray-haired woman emerged from behind the canopy, her stature bent and withered with age. Her face was wrinkled, and clearly had the signs of time on it, but her eyes were bright and had a flower symbol in them. She wore a red robe, the same as the blue guy from earlier, but hers had gold lining.
The way she carried herself gave the impression of her being in a position of power. Those strange eyes of hers were as narrow as slits, and looked collectively at the both of us like criminals.
"Impersonator, you have troubled the great Mages of Kalida for far too long. Although not particularly strong, you have given us enough headaches to last a lifetime, and possible another one. The time for you to face the consequences has arrived."
Jonah shouted back at her.
"You've chased me for fifty years, and it's only now you're deciding to bring out the big guns?"
The woman replied with a calm voice.
