Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1386

Chapter 1386: Bigger

"Informant." Both sentinels glanced at each other before nodding. "Set up a meeting with this... informant."

...

Anorah burst through a swirling portal with haste, emerging in the portal room of her world. Asterra.

Despite the obvious panic, her expression remained placid. No emotion rippled through her face.

The moment she felt the touch of her world, felt the godlike power coursing through her body, she acted.

With a single thought, a cocoon of shimmering light enveloped One and Lazio, healing them.

Anorah’s gaze drifted across the room. The attendants had abandoned their posts, clustering around her in a nervous half circle.

Their voices overlapped one another, questions sharp and urgent:

"Is everything alright, Saint?"

"What happened, Saint!?"

"Are you okay, Saint?"

The words buzzed at her ears but did not enter her mind. Instead, her placid eyes fixed on them one by one.

Logoth stirred.

With each second, their façades thinned in her gaze.

She saw beyond their words and expression, and into the flicker of their emotions, the tension moving through their bones. Everything.

One attendant had leaned forward earnestly, but Anorah saw the truth in her:

’Not worry, but reverence.’

Another wrung his hands as though anxious, yet inside he was filled with curiosity,

’Eager for gossip.’

A woman bit her lip, head bowed, her guilt clear. She had abandoned her station too quickly, but no darker stain lay beneath it.

Anorah’s gaze slid from face to face, reading the subtle nuances: a shoulder too rigid, a pulse quickening at her nearness, eyes that dared not meet hers though their voices clamored for her attention.

And then she saw it.

One woman, standing half hidden at the edge of the crowd, her bow just a bit too shallow.

Her words never rose with the others, but her silence screamed louder than their shouts.

On her skin, Logoth revealed the bits of cold sweat; in her eyes, a flicker. But it was not devotion, not curiosity, but raw, desperate fear.

Fear of her. Fear of being seen.

Anorah’s gaze settled on her, and in that instant, her body betrayed her utterly.

"You," Anorah murmured softly, voice flat as a blade. "There you are." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

She suddenly took a step forward, and the attendants went silent. They each stared, wondering what was going on.

But of them all, the one attendant who had Anorah’s gaze on her felt as though she had been doused with icy water.

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