Even Janice tensed at the mere mention of the name.
Delores took a step back informing the gang, "We need to get out of here. Now. This whole area is about to be crawling with curselings soon. That's what the Immortal sect do when they do not get their way."
"The Immortal Sect? I thought Grandpa and his friends wiped them out half a century ago," Janice said, disbelief clear in her voice. She knew exactly who Delores was talking about—but she also knew, for a fact, that they were supposed to be gone.
Her grandfather had told them plenty of stories about how he and his comrades eradicated the worst of the worst—the kind of monsters that threatened their country's very existence. And the Immortal Sect? They were easily in the top five.