Mortal Lind looked at the empty mountain. Sebastian was laying at the foot of his throne in the throes of a delusion. It was not his doing, but the boy's own mind having a severe reaction.
If he was still a cultivator, fatal Qi deviation would have occurred.
The moment Abby solidified her choice, the trial was over. Sebastian had thought he had won but the reality was far from it. When confronted with that revelation, it broke him.
"How long will we keep him here?" It felt odd to ask himself a question but in a real sense, he was separated from that part. He looked up to see the emerald hair and eye version of himself float down before frowning.
"If we take him back, he will die before even we could save him. Still, he cannot recover like this." The Mortal Lind nodded before he knelt down and easily picked up the boy.
Unlike his original body, the trial version had the strength of almost 10 men.
