"Morgane Belloria."
Upon hearing her name, Morgane walked to the teacher's desk. Unbothered despite being under everyone's scrutiny, she silently touched the crystal, her expression nonchalant.
"How many strands do you think she'll get?" Julius murmured curiously to his preoccupied brother.
Sadly, only silence answered his question. Adam started to feel overwhelmed by the mounting pressure from Shepard's potential actions. With each passing second, he felt like his demise was drawing nearer.
Adam couldn't help but shake his head in frustration. Even after twelve years, he remained the same ghost, scared of being discovered and powerless to protect himself. Memories of past incidents flooded his mind, weighing heavily on him.
'Haa... Why does it look like what happened in the guard post all those years ago.' he thought bitterly, his head cast down in resignation.
