After years of being soul-linked to a Hellhound, no one knew better than Tessa how formidable they were. She could fight a Demon like that, but only if she was in top condition and fully prepared.
"Mrs. Roman," Geralt said politely.
"Oh." Tessa came back to herself. "Young man, what's your name?"
"Geralt."
"Geralt..." Tessa could not help asking what was on her mind. "Did you defeat the Hellhound?"
"Yes. I got lucky." Geralt asked, "Mrs. Roman, is there a way out of here?"
"Don't worry," Tessa said. "Entering this rift is Garm's special ability. Once his power fades, we'll naturally be pushed back into the human world."
After a dizzying lurch, Geralt found himself back in the second-floor bedroom.
"Wait."
As he was about to leave the bedroom, Tessa stopped him. Her expression held the hesitation of someone afraid to return home.
She did not know how to face Luke.
Tessa had no regrets. She had done the right thing, and given another chance, she would make the same choice. But she still felt deeply guilty toward Luke.
"How has Luke been all these years? Is he doing well?"
"Very well. He opened a real estate agency, made a name for himself in the industry, earns tens of millions a year, and just got a girlfriend." Geralt suddenly remembered something. "What's the story with the Donovan Family?"
"Treve Donovan was my teacher. The Donovan Family bloodline has an innate sealing ability. Living in a house for a while is enough to strengthen its Demon Seal."
"I see." Tessa's words confirmed Geralt's suspicions.
Geralt opened the bedroom door and ran straight into Luke in the hallway.
Luke froze, then pointed at him excitedly. "You, you..."
Geralt motioned for Luke to calm down. "It's a long story... so I won't tell