"…it means that you might not be fully human anymore."
Silence again.
My heart pounded like it was trying to escape from my chest.
"I'm still me," I whispered, feeling tensed now.
Venus gave me an almost blank look as he continued.
"I hope so." The silence stretched long after Venus said it.
I don't know what I expected next.
A joke?
A laugh?
Maybe even a sarcastic 'just kidding.'
But no.
Venus didn't laugh.
He didn't even move.
He just stared at me—his face stone-cold, arms crossed with a faint glow sparking across his fingers.
The kind of glow I'd seen right before people died in duels.
"Venus?" I whispered, scared.
Still nothing.
His eyes locked onto my glabella, where the blood had entered.
Then his gaze drifted onto my head where I almost felt like a stub seemed to be growing outward, glowing like ink under the candlelight.
A flicker of fear rushed up my spine.
