The coin flew high into the air and fell, but his outstretched hand closed on empty air.
Cyril turned his head, then saw a woman in a dark black Gothic court gown standing beside him. He had no idea when she had appeared.
She had pale blond hair and azure eyes, and her features were quite delicate. Her face was unusually pale, and her expression was faint. In her outstretched right hand, she held the coin he had tossed for his Divination.
They stared at each other for a moment. Then the woman in the dark black Gothic court gown placed the coin on the small round table in front of him and spoke:
"Your ability seems quite unusual, and it gives me a faint sense of danger. To be safe, I followed you here."
Cyril nodded slightly, accepting her explanation.
There was nothing he could do even if he didn't accept it. He had already recognized her: Sharron, a Sequence 5 Wraith of the Rose School of Thought's Temperance Faction. After a brief silence, he offered a simple explanation. "Beyonders of the Apprentice Pathway are indeed rather rare."
He didn't explain the source of Sharron's sense of danger, and she didn't ask.
After their brief exchange, Sharron took a step back, and her figure quickly turned transparent.
Seeing that Sharron was about to leave, Cyril hurriedly raised a hand and called out to her:
"Miss, do you know about the higher-level Beyonder circles in Backlund?"
"As I advance in Sequence, I've found that the Beyonder gatherings I used to attend are no longer suitable for me."
At his question, Sharron's figure solidified again. She looked Cyril up and down, then spoke:
"I do, but you're still too weak for gatherings at that level."
"You advanced from Sequence 9 to