Chapter 232: The Seal

**Thelma Zane’s POV** It wasn’t long before Master Kevin was brought back to the cell. His return was a relief, though I immediately noticed his slightly disheveled state. While he didn’t appear physically harmed, there was an unmistakable pallor to his face, and his usual composed demeanor had been replaced by an air of unease. “What did they do to you?” I asked urgently, pulling him deeper into the cell’s shadows, away from the prying eyes of the guards. “Are you hurt? How do you feel?” Master Kevin shook his head, his voice subdued. “No, they didn’t harm me, nor did they question me. But they’ve sealed me.” I frowned in confusion. “Sealed you? What do you mean?” He exhaled heavily, his tone grim. “They’ve sealed my magic. There’s someone in their camp—a powerful sorcerer. No, more than that. A human sorcerer, stronger than any witch or wizard I’ve ever encountered. His aura is dark, malevolent, almost tangible. I have no doubt that he’s a follower of some malevolent d