"Though this is the alternate world, the people here each have their own lives… The less we interfere, the better."
Thalia remembered what Shannon had said. So, before coming, she had asked Shannon to create a dreammaker talisman for her.
She could only hope that, from this day forward, his life in the alternate world would return fully to the path it was always meant to follow.
As the mystic light faded before Adam's eyes, the lingering, conflicted glint in his gaze dimmed little by little. At last, he slowly closed his eyes.
Watching his body slump forward, Thalia quickly stepped forward and steadied him in her arms.
She carefully laid him down on the couch, cast one last glance at him, then turned and effortlessly lifted Eddie, who lay on the floor. With that, she carried him away from the villa neighbourhood.
…
Elsewhere, Shannon led the group out of the realm, only to find the scene before them drastically changed.
In a lavishly decorated room, two men—one standing, one seated—were facing a computer screen.
At first, they stared at the suddenly blacked-out screen, then sensed the unusual presence in the room. Their eyes widened in shock as they turned to see the group silently appearing before them.
However, the shock lasted only a second.
Muttering curses in an unknown language, both men reflexively pulled out pistols and fired toward them without a second thought.
Having grown up in Crisea, the group had rarely encountered a situation where someone would just pull out a pistol and start shooting at the drop of a hat.
Lexie instinctively froze. Only Heston reacted immediately, his body's reflexes telling him to teleport forward.
Before the two attackers even realized they had been displaced, something flashed past them like lightning.
From the strike to the withdrawal, less than half a second had passed. The pistols in their hands were both sliced cleanly in two.
Shannon retracted one of her tails, her gaze fixed on the two men staring dumbfounded at their broken pistols, which only had half the barrels remaining.
She sensed the thick presence of malice clinging to them, and her eyes grew cold once more.
With a slight movement of her mind, the malice surrounding the two men solidified into a tangible swamp of muck, engulfing their bodies and dragging them down to the ground.
Everyone watched in surprise as the two men were stuck to the floor as if trapped in quicksand, all within the blink of an eye.
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