Chapter 956

Tarquin's quick reflexes saved the day as he grabbed Evan and ducked into hiding.

With a creak, the gate to the restricted area swung open.

A group of monks strode through the archway, entering the courtyard.

Carrying lanterns, they approached the dry well to inspect it. One of them remarked,

"It's just as I left it when I locked up, untouched."

The leader nodded, "Alright, let's get ready and start."

Another, driven by curiosity, asked,

"What kind of grudge must someone hold to want to scatter ashes down there? That well is cursed with countless restless spirits, trapped in eternal torment! Even the strongest of ghosts would be torn to shreds."

The head monk scolded,

"Don't pry into matters that don't concern you. Mind your own business or you'll bring trouble upon yourself!"

The monk hastily nodded in agreement, "Yes!"

They sat in a circle around the well, beginning their chants.

They weren't blessing the site; they were sealing it.

Today, the ashes had been removed and now were to be returned. Gideon, fearing disturbances, had specifically instructed them to perform the ritual tonight.

and Evan, hidden behind a statue, tensed

at

teeth clenched in anger as

spirits and their rage stoked

looked up, their eyes meeting. His lips moved, but no sound came

you here

Evan remained silent.

pressed on:

swallowed hard, his expression

are in

anxious and worried. Before he could speak, Tarquin had already

"Who's there?! Who-Ah!"

from

tapped

Did you hear that? Dad's

listening. Plans change, but it's out now. Hurry and find the ashes for

just as Tarquin had subdued the

chain when Evan stopped

from alerting Gideon, Evan

to

enough

you get in? What do you want? This is sacred ground, before the Enlightened Sage, how dare

Evan landed a punch, knocking out two of the man's

to mention the Enlightened

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