Larissa was taken aback by the hologram Vicente projected. Her eyes flew wide open as the earlier fury drained away, replaced by an overwhelming sense of astonishment.
"Lothur!" she cried, breaking into a run while keeping pace with Vicente. The image stirred vivid memories—of the last time she had seen her friend and partner in Concordia, eons ago.
She had spent little time with Lothur. Her former business associate's journey in Concordia had been brief yet meteoric, leaving their plane behind for Anicane. Nevertheless, his impact on her life had been profound; even after thousands of years, she remembered his face with crystalline clarity.
Today, the memory of high-level cultivators filled her with wonder, and after so long without news of Lothur, she instantly recognized him in Vicente's representation.
