A serious tie.
Gisella almost went limp when she saw the faces of Young Lord Luca and Ollie, who were reaching out from their respective mechas.
Her vision was a smear of tears—those she'd already cried, and the ones she was holding back with a clenched jaw and white-knuckled hands.
She wanted to scream, to beg, to offer up every favor, promise, and lifetime of service if it meant saving Cece.
But she didn't need to.
Because the two young lads already held their best of everything.
D-29 had begun scanning for traces of corruption while Luca specifically used his abilities to check on Cece's spiritual pathways.
Yes, he could just use the inventory, but if there were parts that had already fused with corruption, that was like taking out vital organs without checking.
And he was right to think like this.
Unlike those that gradually got infected when their spiritual energies were spent, Cece was hit with an open wound that had started to fester.
