The Serus Gear Pt.2
Mariella Kuibreza
Professor Hale frowned.
“Despite what you may have witnessed at the cliff, we do not haste towards immediate death.” He said, deadpan.
One of my nails dug into my palm. I looked to the person on my left, slightly worried, yet I was only met with a calm and patient expression.
The professor continued, “We try to avoid the typical scenario that this gear calls for, scenarios such as the one we are currently preoccupied with.”
“Yet you’ve failed to mention its purpose.” I spoke.
His lips pressed together in a tight line. “It’s best I show you. For now, however…”
I caught the book he threw in my direction, and Klaus had barely been able to get a hold on the parchment that flew at him.