I let out a sigh and said,
“Reed, I know the method. Please calm Elantia down and hold her steady.”
While Thesilid straightened the skeleton, I closed my eyes tightly.
Focusing my mind, I sensed the surveillance gazes scattered around. I extended the Spirit King’s Harp String toward each coordinate.
Crash. Mirror fragments fell to the ground. The time to avoid surveillance would be short.
I quickly grabbed Epiden, now a Cat Sìth, under both arms and lifted him up. Then, I charged straight at the face of Elantia, now a skeleton.
<Eek!><Oh no!>
While Helberos and Agnes gasped in shock, the skeleton’s neatly aligned teeth and the cat’s muzzle collided.
Fortunately, it worked. Light escaped from each body and exchanged places.
“I’m back!”
Clatter…
Elantia collapsed, exhausted from the ordeal, while Epiden sat down gloomily, perhaps…
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