Such a distinctive voice echoed, seeping into every corner of the room, drowning the silence without leaving a single gap.
"Selene, this—"
"Sshh..."
Her sudden gesture cut my words off, hushing me. Her index finger stood upright before my lips—a silent command that couldn't be disobeyed.
[No need to explain in such a detail. I know exactly what's going on.]
That familiar voice slipped again into my still-wavering consciousness.
Right now, Selene was reweaving the tangled knot between my subversion and her Symbolism. More precisely, my Projection was entwined with the essence of her power. It felt like receiving a private telepathy—or a direct message—only the two of us could understand.
[Kairi my dear, this isn't the time to drown in your inner monologue, understood?]
Alright. Sorry. But why did you silence me just now?
[Long story. Bottom line: Helena has been citing us. Every word, every nuance.]
Oh… Wait. What?!
