Makun stood beside the door listening to what went on in the room, This ritual was one where those attending were being directed into what the speaker had called "light". As for what it entailed, Makun had no idea.
Instead he closed his eyes, feeling the atmosphere, the particles in the air, the energy around, he was searching for a way to determine who was in the room, how many people, how many practitioners, but he could not.
He was not Zorak who had guessed Bol and Cheryl's tier and grade when they had knocked on Zuri's door, neither was he Yime who knew he was outside of her container at the pier market just by his presence.
He knew it was a skill apprentices should not have. Apprentices had to see and interact with another practitioner to get at what level they were, similar to how he had done with the chubby Madame and the young man.
This meant, Makun was in the blind.
