"Bro, where are we going?"
Mike followed behind Apollo, unsure where this "wandering" would take them.
Behind him, the white dog was as lively as ever, already chasing after the butterfly.
As fragments of the Truth Source, the butterfly and the white dog shared a natural affinity.
The white dog barked excitedly, "Hey, butterfly! Remember me? I'm one of the Truth Source fragments you beat up back in the day!"
Mike: …
This Eye of Truth was really asking for a beating.
The butterfly's response was simple.
Though it didn't speak, Mike could clearly understand its intent:
[Don't remember.]
The white dog: …
While the white dog and the butterfly played, Apollo spoke calmly,
"Looking for my nephew."
Nephew?
Mike immediately realized Apollo was referring to Shadow Two.
[Apollo's going to treat Shadow Two's illness?]
