After Sage woke up, he felt an icy shiver run down his spine as the Seer's hands hovered over him with his body growing cold every passing moment. His body became heavier, his pulse grew slower, and his eyelids became droopy. The last thing he remembered was the voice of the Seer ringing in his head.

“Listen,” the Seer said persistently, his words a goodbye and a consultation all in one. “The Mystic World does not obey your rules. It bends to none.”

Then everything went dark. He ...