The gray radiance spreading across the surroundings faded away, and the Book of the Dead in Su Xiao's hand vanished. Crow, pinned to the ground by blood spears, suddenly opened her eyes and asked:
"...What did you do?"
Crow sensed her own condition but found nothing abnormal. Not only that, her anesthetized body was rapidly recovering sensation.
The more normal everything seemed, the more uneasy Crow became. Although she did not know the origin of the Book of the Dead, she could tell at a glance that it was no good thing. That dangerous, eerie, and evil feeling made even the assassin Crow shiver from head to toe.
"..."
Su Xiao ignored Crow. At his command, the blood spears pinning her to the ground disappeared. After drawing his long blade, he reversed his grip and stabbed it into Crow's chest, piercing straight through her heart.
Feeling the icy pain in her heart, Crow closed her eyes. She was an assassin and had long expected to meet this fate. She did not hate it. At least she had not died at the hands of some nameless nobody.
Su Xiao pulled out his long blade and examined Crow's wounds. Fine, translucent roots spread through them, first stitching her heart back together, then closing the external wounds.
Lying there waiting to die, Crow felt that something was increasingly wrong. Not only did she feel no death approaching, but her wounds had stopped hurting. However, she had never died before and assumed this was simply what dying felt like, so she obediently continued lying there.
After examining Crow's injuries, Su Xiao confirmed one thing: the Book of the Dead had temporarily hidden itself within her, waiting for her to return to the Arcane Eternal Star.
Such "daddy-level" artifacts could not simply choose any major