Anna's heart skipped a beat. She covertly lowered her left hand under the table, planning to weave hand seals for Mind Whisper, but at the last moment, Kaspar stopped her.
'No suspicious movements,' he transmitted. 'They're nearby.'
The crimson-haired woman couldn't help but scan the crowd before her. But all she saw were people from the four races mingling and going about their day in joy and harmony.
She reached out for the glass, sipping on her drink again.
'If my guess is right, then these people must be from Ravenfell.' Kaspar York leaned back in his chair, raising his head and basking in the warm rays of the sun.
'It would be strange if they did not keep an eye on a foreign Mana Vortex Magus like me,' he added.
'So rest assured. Everything is under control. I just wanted to inform you beforehand.'
