"Speak, Shedrock, speak," Eutheo urged. "You weren't short of tongue and will a moment ago. What other way is there?"
The old man licked his dry lips. "When you left for the Summit, your spy, the Wind Assassin, returned with news."
Eutheo looked confused. "I sent the spy to follow the Hero. To let me know what he's doing in our city."
"He's clearing a Gate World," Shedrock replied, "Just as he said."
Now, Eutheo was even more confused. "I do not see how this helps me, Shedrock."
"The boy is not in the Gate World Hall," Shedrock stated.
Eutheo paused. "Then where else could he be?"
"A newly opened Gate World, one that tore right in the farmlands close to the outskirts." Shedrock took a dramatic pause before continuing. "He says that he watched the Hero settle his bone horse in the farm and waited for the Gate to open."
Eutheo chuckled briefly. "What? How's that possible? What is he, a Portal Mage? Even Portal Mages can't fully detect when or where a Gate would open."
