Carson Flores pointed to the hand resting on his shoulder, his heart racing.
The hand floated up, raised its palm, and waggled it twice, as if to wave to Finlay Murphy.
Finlay Murphy's previously vacant eyes suddenly focused, filled with intense heat and excitement.
"It's you! Your hand, you've come back to life!"
Carson's heart skipped a beat, Finlay Murphy truly knew the owner of this hand!
What's happening?
Thinking of the light and shadow that had been chasing him, Carson said in a frantic tone, "Senior Finlay, I don't know your relationship with this hand's owner, but the Immortal who suppressed its owner, his Primordial Spirit Incarnation is right behind us, intent on re-suppressing it, and he's almost upon us, I don't know why it insisted on bringing me to you..."
Finlay Murphy cut Carson off abruptly, "The Void Path! Only by traversing the Void Path and crossing extreme distances can we possibly shake off the pursuing Immortal!"
