"Let her recuperate here for now."
Lin En said nothing more. He shook his head, rose, and stepped away from the bed.
Of course, the main reason was that his knowledge of souls was limited. Moreover, he was an Outer God by nature. Even if he wanted to transfer a little mental energy to her, its intense corruption would probably inflict even greater damage on her already fragile, rootless soul the moment it reached her.
Lin En glanced at her again.
"As for whether she wakes up, that will depend on her. Whatever else may be true, she was the one who gave me this body."
With that, Lin En turned and left the underground room with Mirror.
"Let's go. We still have important things to do."
The sound of the door closing echoed behind them.
Only the candle on the table continued to flicker, and silence settled over the room again.
The woman still lay on the bed, her long green hair spilling across the pillow. Her cheeks were pale with weakness, and her exposed shoulders were as white as jade.
And there, in the flickering candlelight,
she opened her eyes.
But she did not move. Her vacant eyes stared straight up at the ceiling, while her hand slowly tightened around the bedsheet, until her nails gradually dug into it and pierced her palm.
"Master, the situation in the city may be even worse than we expected. I just received word that large protest marches have broken out not only in the Lower District and the Slums, but throughout the Upper District as well. The Church has issued strict orders, but many unidentified Clerics are still acting in its name and have clashed violently with the protesters."
Almost as soon as they returned to Clockwork City, Mirror