Makiya

150. The grand monk

Time had passed. Col’Ar and Godfrey found refuge in a mountain far away from the battlefield. It was a no-war zone. They were in a large building resembling a monastery. In a way it was. The residents were all spiritualists. Mages who were adept in meditation, self-conscience, and wisdom. Most importantly - it was one of the few places left that held onto ancient Altandian knowledge.

The ability of a human to walk into this sacred realm wasn’t liked by any of the residents there. None of them had seen a human, but the grand monk recognized the species. He knew something, though maybe nobody would ever really know what exactly.

Col’Ar really felt suspicious about how the grand monk could know of the existence of humans.

The monks wouldn’t accept soldiers. War was the most foolish thing for Alt