Gracie's Wild Ride I

Cain stared at Chauntea, confused for a moment. "Divine beings are supposed to be immortal. The only thing that could age is..." He lifted his hand, closing his eyes and collecting a vast amount of mana in his palm.

The room rumbled as a ghostly figure of Glasya appeared. She didn't move or slowly any signs of life. She was but a semi-transparent white projection.

Lilia leaped from Cain's lap and glared at the ghost, "I will check the front, and you check the back," She said, standing in front of Glasya and extending her palms.

Cain stood behind Glasya and did the same, focusing on Analysing this divine soul.

"What are you two doing?" Chauntea asked, confused at their actions.

"Inspecting Glasya's soul and searching for how she's aging," Lilia explained. "I bet she is losing energy from somewhere. Otherwise, she shouldn't age,"

"The gods researched the subject for millennia. You won't find anything they already didn't find." Chauntea said, sitting on the couch.