Farg was shocked by the news of the attack, but managed to hold her curiosity. If Lady Tyris was angry, her patience would be very limited. The questions at her disposal were already down by one.

Farg told her everything she had noticed about Lith from her observations during the fight with the Clackers and the academy’s lessons. Tyris listened in silence, nodding from time to time.

“Do you have any questions?” Farg’s report did nothing but confirm what she already knew. Tyris always allowed some questions because often humans needed help realizing details that they had seen but not noticed.

“Many.” Farg replied honestly. She was honored to be allowed to sit while her host was pacing around and listening to her report.

“The kid is barely thirteen years old, yet I saw him go toe to toe with evolved monsters and magical beasts. How is that possible? The members of the Corpse are faster and stronger than normal humans, but not like that. We need enchanted equipment to make up for the difference in physical prowess.”

“Quite the contrary.” Tyris shook her head.

‘During our brief encounter, I was only interested in his mana core and neglected to check his body. This is another important piece of the puzzle. It seems humans aren’t the only ones to be slow on the uptake, sometimes.’ She thought.