White Devil Mountain
“Gilzen asked the doctor. “Me, or him? The boundless potential of the universe? Or a tomorrow propped up by those who crawl upon the ground like insects? Well, it matters not. There’s little point in asking you this. But why not let you slake my thirst?”
When Gilzen faced her head-on, the impact was intense. Vera got the feeling the whole world was going to pieces.
As Gilzen took a casual step forward, he reached out his left hand.
“Stop . . . Don’t come near me!”
Everything around Vera became an illusion. Skewered as she was by fear, only she and Gilzen were real.
“Stay back . . . You can’t! I just knew it . . . You Nobles . . . You really are the devil!”
“No, I am the messiah.”
As Vera retreated, her back hit a stone wall. There was nowhere else to run now.
Gilzen’s hand came to rest on her shoulder.
“Oh, what’s this?” the duke exclaimed with surprise, pulling his hand back.
The doctor’s body was a blur, and the Greater Noble’s fingertips had felt a blistering pain.
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