As an outstanding rogue, Night Wind excelled at concealment, so much so that Bella left without ever noticing when he had spat a strand of spider silk onto her shoulder.
Only her professional instincts as a spy made her take a roundabout route to her destination—she had committed theft like this many times before.
She had never expected everything to go so smoothly.
Not long ago, she had still been worrying about the Deep Pit Lord's despondency.
Having lost his grand vision of restoration, the once-arrogant leader had also lost all his drive. Stealing the Aether Prism for him was no longer a convincing excuse.
Yet Tang Qi had simply handed her the prism.
There might be a trap behind this, but she did not care. All she wanted was to remove the collar around her neck. All she wanted was freedom. She had deceived Tang Qi, the human who trusted her.
The Deep Pit Lord was not the only one who wanted the Aether Prism. So did her leader on Wind Sand Islet, the psionic master [Shedskin].
With Master Shedskin acting as their inside man, the task of Pureblood Snakefolk like her was to gather intelligence from both Wind Sand Islet and the Southern Great Wall and send it to the Gray Mountains.
And to keep every spy under control, the Ouroboros around their necks naturally required incantations from both sides to unlock completely. "Go to the Southern Great Wall and bring out the Aether Prism. This is the final task I give you."
As long as she handed the Aether Prism to Shedskin according to the original plan, she could regain her freedom and leave this land steeped in blood and war.
As a Pureblood Snakefolk, a mammalian breed, she certainly qualified as cold-blooded.
But unlike the Progenitors