[Gallagher]

There were still a lot of snacks left, and even though Erik wasn't entirely sure where they all came from, he didn't mind bringing them all downstairs and setting them on the first nice table he saw. On the third trip downstairs, he saw an older man standing by the table. He blinked, but didn't stop walking, his attention turning down when he reached the table so he could set the snacks out nicely with the others.

There was no question what the man was. Any mage would know an Executor on sight, regardless of what they looked like. This man, however, was showing his position in every article he wore and the very way he held himself. He didn't belong there, the Executor with no mana that Erik could discern. The bounded field was still in place, there was no mistaking Ruler's mana at work. "Merlin will come down soon, if you're looking for her."