Chapter 825: Eulogy

"The other… themarian?"

The wind that was violently snapping Caitlain's long white gown withered away, almost literally as her hair and clothes slowly started to settle and calm down. She noticed this, of course, but her eyes were completely locked on to the mysterious human floating ever so calm in front of her.

Mysterious, eerily so.

"You spoke my language," Caitlain looked at Riley from head to toe, "But you're not a themarian. You are not exactly human either."

"I am not, Dr. Caitlain'Ur," Riley shook his head, "I am—Why is it doing that?"

Caitlain looked Riley in the eyes for a few seconds, before looking down to where she was pointing — only to see a red light blinking and reflecting on her white gown. It was the collar attached around her neck, blinking and beeping at the same time.