There were a million graves on this spiritual mountain, rendering it a dense expanse that looked somewhat terrifying. James looked at the Head of Tempris House in confusion.

“I killed them,” said the Head of Tempris House. He gazed at James. Right then, his weathered face carried a hint of sorrow, and in that fleeting instant, he seemed to have aged significantly.

“What happened?” James inquired, puzzled.

“They made a mistake,” the Head of Tempris House began.

“Does making a mistake mean the