Kael stood up calmly, slid his sword into its sheath with a soft shink, and then placed his palm on the wooden floor. The others stared, startled and confused.
Kael closed his eyes.
A faint glow flickered beneath his hand as his mana began to flow outward, like ripples in a pond. It traveled through the floorboards, weaving through the foundation of the building. He felt it—each bounce, each vibration, each obstruction and echo forming a map inside his mind.
Then, he opened his eyes.
"I found it," Kael said. "It's in the left room Linda's. There's a space behind the wardrobe."
Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.
"How?" Sol asked, blinking at him.
"I don't have time to explain. Let's move!"
Without hesitation, the group rushed to Linda's room.
Adonis took the lead, flinging open the wardrobe. "Where exactly?"
"Behind the drawer," Kael instructed, quickly glancing around.
