Chapter 22
•Retro Robots Restaurant, 5th Ward•
Ana
"Your wounds, they're gone…." She gasped in astonishment, grabbing his arm. She was sure of what she saw this time, she was sure of the glass shards that cut Valerian's skin as the glass shattered. But there were no traces of a wound on his skin. There weren't even any scars.
Valerian pulled his arm away from her and shot her a deadly glare, sending shivers down her spine.
Suddenly, another vehicle pulled up. It was the same bus the teachers used earlier. It had large panoramic windows wrapped around the sides and roof of the spherical vehicle. The door opened and out came their teacher with an annoyed expression playing in his features.
"Why is it that whenever there's a mess, it's ALWAYS you three!" he scolded them.
"Get on!" he ordered and Ana shuffled to her feet and headed for the vehicle.
