As Zack mentioned the bandaged one, Tess realized that they now had another benchmark of unimaginable terror besides Sybervirians—the Elites.
She still pondered the Professor's claim that Legion harbored only one soul within him, unlike Jade who had created multiple dark mana monsters. Could Legion be bluffing about the number of souls he possessed? Perhaps his multitude of voices were merely a severe case of a sore throat. It was plausible that the Elites had their own deceiver within their ranks.
For a fleeting moment, a smile graced Tess's face at the thought. However, her brief respite was cut short as the white fog surrounding them began to transform into a dark gray hue. Suddenly, someone's hand clasped around her right arm tightly, and Zino's voice pierced her ear, filled with alarm. "Guys, what's happening?"
