Maze Training

Master Fengyi and Jingying walked in together. The gathering of probationers erupted into whispers so loud even his insensitive ears picked it up.

“Not the maze again.”

“Thank divine it is the maze this time.”

“I will take the mist over the maze any day.”

After Master Xaun, it was only logical for Master Fengyi to guide probationer training. Master Fengyi looked about, bowed slightly at him, nodded to Jingying, and kept going. Jingying walked over to him, uncharacteristically looking straight at him. Instead of meeting her eyes, Bailong looked about the room.