“You have failed to apprehend and pass judgment upon the apostle of chaos. Such disgrace cannot be tolerated.”
Three years ago, in the inner temple of Tirames. Viviane Duhamel, the chosen one, is getting scolded by two of the high servants.
“You must go at once and find the apostle. That is the –”
“Calm down, brother. We don’t know where she went or who took her. Whoever it was was strong enough to beat the guards and the priests without killing them and even manage to hide his magic traces as he teleported. It can’t be a light opponent.”
“Then, what? We just sit back and do nothing. You know damn well what will happen if she awakens.”
“Training the hero is more important. It will prepare for the war to come more efficiently than sending her on impossible errands.”