"I seek a cure! I seek help!" I was cut short by yet another interrogation.

"And from who do you seek all these?" He stared at me intently.

"I'm looking for a sorcerer named Deborah!" I confessed at last.

At first, he raised his eyebrows in surprise. I had no reason whatsoever to explain why he was acting in that manner. "Deborah?"

"Yes, Deborah!" I affirmed.

"Yes of course, who does not know or heard about Deborah of Dotham? She is a popular figure. Everyone knows Deborah as one the greatest sorcerer that lived."

"Really?" I raised my eyebrows in reaction to his confession. Maybe the man does not mean...