"Then was the other party connected to the Chosen One Ritual? Or had they merely planned most of the conspiracies here, meaning we could ignore them if we wanted? Were they just an optional enemy?"
Shade asked again, and Luvia tossed the coin once more. This time, the instant cracks appeared at the highest point of the coin's arc, Luvia suddenly opened her eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood all over Shade, who was sitting across the table.
Shade sprang to his feet in alarm and tried to support her, but Luvia steadied herself against the table and did not collapse.
"I'm fine. I'm an eighth-ring like you now. I'm not some weak young lady."
But with how pale her face was, she did not look fine at all.
Shade did not immediately ask about the result of her divination. Instead, he helped her into the bedroom to lie down, then went to find Tifa for some potions and tea to restore her spirits.
When he returned with the maid, they happened to run into Dorothy. Before they even entered the room, Luvia heard Dorothy scolding Shade. However, Miss Writer did not follow them inside, likely afraid of disturbing Luvia's rest.
Luvia wanted to laugh as she lay in bed, but in order to make Shade worry about her a little more, she forced the smile down and waited for him to return.
They bustled about for quite a while longer, making Luvia drink the potion and then a cup of hot tea to steady her mind. Only after Tifa left with the tea tray did Luvia lean against the headboard and speak to Shade.
"The World Tree's remnants are deeply connected to the Time Chosen Ones' ritual. There is even reason to believe that those remnants must