Drink of Gods

"The soreness in the soul is easing rapidly; the only problem is the changes made by the mist,"

"Lord Iloh had said, they won't be a problem. So, I should say, you are clear," said the woman with icy-blue horns.

"Thank you, healer Akris," I said feeling relieved.

It had been three weeks since I had returned to the organization.

Since then, there hasn't been a single day passed by, where I didn't go through the probing of Prime or any device. I had got tired of it and wanted to stop.

"Though I would say, keep an eye on your soul. If you notice something, inform me immediately," she added.

"Don't worry, Prime Akris. I will keep a tight eye on my soul," I replied to the woman.

"Good luck, Micheal, and do think about the offer," she said, looking expectantly. "I will," I replied.

"Thank you for everything, Prime," I thanked and bowed before walking out of her office.

Buzz!