“S-Santa who?” Sedrick’s facial muscles stiffened as he tried to slide past the matter. “I don’t know who you’re talking about?”“It’s not Santa. He said Sanctus!” Sheryl corrected him in a loud voice. “Stop trying to weasel your way through. You’re not getting anywhere until you give us what you want.”“Who is this Sanctus they’re talking about?” Philip asked. “What are you hiding, Sedrick?”“I’m not hiding anything,” Sedrick replied fast. “Trust me. I have never even heard that name before.”“Philip Nighthawk,” Sheryl barked. “You’re a top ranker, right? Use your aura to see if he’s lying or not.”Philip, however, shook his head. “He’s my mentor. Why would I do something like that just based on your words?”“He killed Doula. That’s not reason enough for you?”“It’s unfortunate that Doula died,” Philip replied with calm. “What Sedrick has done isn’t pleasant, whatever his reason may have been. I will extend his punishment time from six to twelve months. If you’re still not satisfied,