"How do you feel now, Kayden? Anything different?"
Medusa inquired as they both were in the cab, the partition between the cab insulated the voices. Kayden could feel a strange gush of energy within himself, what exactly he experienced was indescribable.
"I feel better, powerful I would say. Although I don't know what exactly has happened to me, but now there are a lot of other things I can feel."
Kayden' confused and unsure reply created a room of all the possibilities. Medusa on the other hand remained quiet and stared outside the window of the vehicle. Her trail of thoughts had been jumping from one idea to another.
'We have to hurry up to make him learn all the necessary things and convince Kayden to accompany us. Our people are dying and waiting for their saviour. I can't let Malcolm's hunch turn out to be true that the child of the former queen would not be up to our expectations.'
