Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1616

1616 Thank You

There was something about the shaking of the sphere that was particularly unsettling for Fifth Prince Sona. It didn't feel as though there was a battle, but almost as though something was awakening.

What he didn't understand was what any of this had to do with Starell, and why these idiots were touching such a reverse scale. Didn't they see her wings? Even Leia had gone out of her way to stop Nosphaleen from doing something stupid.

If the wrong person was angered by this, all of them would be implicated. It wouldn't be

a matter of logic and reason anymore.

"Fuck," Fifth Prince Sona cursed to himself.

He had really gotten himself in some real shit this time. He knew that eventually, his need to participate in everything would come back to bite him, but couldn't it wait a few more years? It was already too late to not be involved.

Nosphaleen couldn't seem to see Leia looming over her at all. In fact, it was hard to see much of anything, her gaze being filtered through blood and blurred vision.

Even so, the sphere in the distance was like a burning beacon to her. The moment it shook, she felt waves of relief, and quite quickly, that made the situation of her body all the worse.

The instant she relaxed, all the injuries she had been suppressing burst. Her healing factor was excellent, especially in this partial beast form. But Leia's energy was too high level. It would take her days to recover without Sylas, and that was before she went all out just now.

But none of it mattered... none of it mattered so long as he was awake.

The sphere shook again and an opening split open.

A head of wild hair rose. Somehow, it both looked like the erratic hair of a wild man and a prim and proper one. It stuck out in jagged edges, but there wasn't a single split end or dry strand. Every dense curl and tight loop was well-maintained and perfectly groomed, as was the handsome face it was all attached to.

Sylas stood to his full height, his eyes still a bit unfocused.

The sphere of silver split open completely, unfolding into a disk that lay beneath his feet. And that was when they saw it.

Starell's eyes were opened wide, looking up into the skies with a half-vacant gaze. Sylas' claws dug into her neck, her head snapped back toward her spine.

What breath was left in her was so shallow it was hard to say if she was still alive at all, but Sylas seemed to have no concept of what he had done at all.

He needed Starell because she was the easiest to control. She was part of the Serpent Lineage and didn't stand a chance against his Will even while unconscious.

If things continued as they were going, it would take him at least another week to wake up. However, after using his Grimblade Lineage to devour Starell's Will... The timeline was cut short.

He was barely able to regain a small bit of consciousness to get this information to Nosphaleen just now. But even if she had thought of it on her own before, it would have been worthless unless he was awake enough to do what needed to be done.

This was the earliest it could have been executed, and as far as Sylas was concerned, it was just in time.

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