What’s Left Behind (Part 1)
"I'm sorry, but my method to reach the violet core is a family legacy." Faluel said. "As much as I like you and consider you a friend, Nalrond, I can't betray the Hydra bloodline and expose its secrets. I hope you understand."
"No need to apologize." He smiled at her to show his sincerity. "I'm not even your disciple and even though we have helped each other in the past, you owe me nothing. Rather, I'm in your debt for hiding my existence from the Council and supporting me all this time.
"Even if you can't share with me your bloodline technique, you are lending me your Hands, your heads for the Eyes, and your great expertise in healing magic. If I survive, it will be in no small part thanks to you."
"Thank you." The Hydra shook his hand, hoping that everything would go well.
"Kalla's lab log. Rezar's experiment. Final addendum before the procedure. The specimen is healthy, arbitrarily optimistic, and emotional." The Wight said inside her recorder.