"Ah, sorry." I stepped out of the guild and bumped into a man dressed in a black robe that obscures his features and apologised.
"No, that was my fault." He said in a baritone voice and I had a flashback but shook my head.
After offering our apologies, we passed by each other and I took another look at the man and committed his aura to my memory.
After all, there aren't many people who can bypass my senses. It has been a long time since I bumped into someone without knowing it.
"I wonder if he's one of the people Katarina said she sensed." I muttered when I was sure he was out of earshot and quickly found a place to sit.
"Oh, that right." I almost forgot my main objective coming here and pulled out my card.
My phot hung at the upper left corner of the card with my details such as my name, my age and birthday, my sex and some other minor details.
But where the rank used to be was now a figure saying nine next to six stars that pulsed slowly.
