It should not have been surprising to Madison that Caelius was already waiting, standing by a particularly large cluster of trees, the ambient shadows of Halloween nearly obscuring his figure entirely, save for a soft blue glow: Circe in her de-summoned form hovering nearby.
"When you have adjusted to your golem," the Death Hunter began, "We will begin the evaluation, as you requested very adamantly the other day that you would like to capture and investigate one of these 'freaks' by yourself. Since this is your promotion mission, how do you think we should proceed?"
There wasn't a single word in that sentence that made it sound like Caelius was not sarcastic.
THIS IS HALLOWEEN
WHERE IT IS ALWAYS HALLOWEEN (and sometimes exams)
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