Holding Lily up, she asked me why I called her Emma when she got hit and was really confused.
Quickly panicking, I pull her to the side and beg her to keep the secret about me being reincarnated.
Bowing, she just gives a small laugh and agrees, saying, "It's hard to believe you're reincarnated with how lost you always seem."
Rubbing the top of my head, I sigh and agree. I was never really bright and kinda relied on my best friend to handle complicated stuff.
"So, Cliff," echoing out, "stop the chit-chat; we've got to get ready to go." Placing his hand on the encasing, holding both Shamot and the Demon, exhausted and slowly losing his ability to maintain consciousness.
Vowing to free Shamot before teleporting him away, a scroll pops into his hand. Curious about what this might be, I keep myself from asking any questions, not sure where I fully stand with my master.
