"Summoned?" Kali's heart lurched. Disregarding the solemnity of the occasion, she stepped forward and grabbed his hand. "Teacher, when did this happen?"
"What is to come will come," Andrews said, a familiar, loving smile spreading across his face. "You should be happy for me. This is a blessing from the great Dawn."
"Go on, leave this place. This has nothing to do with you."
"I..."
"Lord Bishop," Melbel suddenly appeared beside them. "I would also advise that Her Eminence remain here."
"Melbel, you're overstepping!"
Andrews turned slightly, his back to Kali, half his body swallowed by the shadow of the Lord of Dawn statue.
In this shadow, the smile on his face was bizarrely split in two—one side kind, the other sinister and terrifying.
Melbel bowed slightly. "My apologies."
"Teacher, you told me to stick close to Melbel." Kali moved around Andrews to stand beside the Guardian Knight and said with determination, "I'm following him, so I will stay here!"
