The person who came to welcome them was, perhaps unsurprisingly, Calm. It took him all of one second to nod, then command everyone else away. Including the mage whose office they were seemingly in, though the man went without a hint of complaint. Before everyone actually cleared out though, Irwyn spent the few seconds by being fascinated in his own growth.Calm was, after all, one of the first mages Irwyn had ever met with face to face. Back then, he had barely detected him as someone with magic. Much later, he had been able to tell that the man possessed a Concept, but not much else. Now, he knew with complete certainty that there were exactly nine Concepts carved into his Soul. No wonder it had been difficult to hide every trace of all that magic even against someone much weaker. Calm had quite visibly reached the very limit of where his Soul could grow without a Domain.“Some privacy, please,” the man requested as soon as they were alone. Elizabeth easily obliged him, the walls of the room quickly enveloped in Void magic. Much like her old bubbles of privacy, except far more potent. Irwyn knew that first hand, as one of their Trials had required them to stop what amounted to information leaks.“Why are you in Abonisle of all places?” She also immediately questioned her… close acquaintance and confidant was perhaps the most accurate term. “Auditing the reconstruction efforts,” Calm smoothly replied. “The actual reason is, naturally, secret.”“And no one is suspicious of that? In the middle of the War?”“I am not even categorized as a combatant, so this is a completely normal task to be assigned to me,” he smiled slightly.“One would think that there might be pushback against favorable arrangements like that,” Desir added his own thoughts. “Very little. Ezax’s opposition likes having someone without even a Domain often sent on important tasks on the Duke’s behalf. Hence, they prefer me alive for the moment. (...)