[h3]Leon Hyksos[/h3]

Leon holds his breath as Arteus' mass teleportation spell takes effect around them. A fast travel spell that seems to be questionable at best as Arteus did warn them about a small chance of getting lost between its spacial transitions. A sudden disclaimer that made Leon skip a beat for a moment.

Luckily, by the grace of the scions, none of the reavers nor the inquisitors got thrown off on some godforsaken parts of the world during this intermission and arrived at Cambridge safely.

Upon departing, The rogue fae immediately frisked his body for any missing equipment, such as his anti-magic dagger, his throwing knives and various assassination tools under his cloak. 

Leon released a sigh of relief, knowing that both his daggers and body were still intact.

The fae rogue came well prepared knowing his grimiore warned him something was amiss in this place.

'You alright there grimy?' Leon mentally asked the book.

The grimoire was completely silent. The visible paleness of its cover and the nauseated look on its face state that it didn't enjoy the trip one bit. 

Leon looks forward toward this massive hallway made of stones, Stone pillars filled with flags that symbolize their theologies and lineages. Castle walls as far as he can see. Church members run about, dressed in robes, having a cult-like vibe, having unsettling stares at them, and being treated like outsiders that they are. 

The esper rogue can feel the tension around the church members, their whispers, their emotions, and their wariness. It's almost palpable from his point of view as one of them approaches inquisitor Grisha, murmuring something about a conflagration that happened within the city. 

The very mention of this arson suddenly triggers his premonition, his eyes glow briefly, seeing a vision of four blurry silhouettes setting a poor man and his property in a blaze. A horrific death orchestrated by horrific people. A betrayal wrapped in cinders.

[i]I know this is a church matter, but the specifics are hard to ignore. The sun beast might be closer than I think. I'm sure Lady Tethys senses it as well.[/i] The fae rogue thought to himself, briefly eyeing the Belua twins, Ruecian and Lapis. 

Leon kept his perception in check as he tried to get more information about this 'Paradigm' faction rather than rely on a wonky vision.


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As instructed, Leon waited in a large room along with the other reavers, still wary of this unfamiliar sector. He passes the time by glancing at paintings of saints and patrons around the room. Dumbfounded on what he is looking at. 

He might be skilled at stabbing criminals with his daggers, but when it comes to politics and religion, He might as well be sharp as a dull blade.

The fae rogue shifted his eyes towards the door as Arteus introduced a new reaver. A lanky yet toned woman with blue hair that has traces of esper magic lingering around her.

She must have missed Arteus's purple veil express back at the tower and traveled here by foot.