Chapter 397 – Death Without Death
"By Death without Death."
Those words sent a jolt of tension through all the neuronal links inside Vaela. She barely managed to suppress the unknown pressure creeping through her existence.
She drew in a deep, expansive breath, her heart clashing violently against her ribs.
Closing her eyes to calm its frantic rhythm, the Seer reopened them seconds later, her gaze steadier as it settled on Anthropologist's face.
His expression at that moment was strange, yet somehow irritating.
He was looking at Vaela with the kind of look one would give a friend who was now sinking into trouble after being thoroughly warned on how to avoid it.
Vaela understood the meaning behind his stare perfectly. Still, she allowed none of her irritation to surface.
Instead,
"How?" she began, then took another deep breath. "How does that work? And what does that even mean?"
"I don't know." Anthropologist's answer came instantly.
