Belos needed palismen. The scouts were ordered to snatch them from the unsuspecting witches of the market.
Hunter didn't fight dirty—he just fought to win. He snapped the vines with a blast of energy, his mind racing. He was falling behind, and failing meant displeasing Belos. He needed to get a palisman, any palisman. 6. Hunting Palismen
of the palismen in this specific story.
Luz Noceda stood there, her hood up, a glowing ice glyph in her hand, having followed the scouts to protect the local wildlife. Belos needed palismen
The morning fog over the Boiling Isles was thick and acidic, but not thick enough to hide the sharp, agonizing glare from the Emperor’s Coven scouts patrolling the Glandus market. Hunter—the Golden Guard, the youngest prodigy, and the most exhausted person on the Isles—adjusted his mask, trying to ignore the constant, icy pressure in his chest. Today was not a day for training; it was a day for "harvesting." He snapped the vines with a blast of energy, his mind racing