Perhaps I could find a way to take this ship away...
As Lorne searched for a way out along the ruined corridor, he could not help entertaining the thought.
There had to be plenty of valuable things left aboard this ship. Besides whatever Beyonder characteristics remained, the research notes and manuscripts hidden somewhere aboard would be priceless treasures in their own right.
"But an ordinary tugboat couldn't tow a ship this big..." Lorne shook his head, setting that greedy notion aside for now.
"And then..." He clenched his hand again, feeling the lingering strangeness within his body, before raising it to touch his cheek.
Today, he had personally experienced the utterly unreasonable suppression and influence a high-sequence Beyonder could exert over a low-sequence one.
And that feeling of being involuntarily filled with an outside will... A question suddenly surfaced in his mind.
Could something as intangible as will and personality be transferred through Beyonder characteristics, or perhaps... parasitize someone?
Lorne slowed slightly, vaguely beginning to understand something. For instance, why Antigonus had treated him so well.
Judging by the Society's organizational structure and usual methods, there was a considerable chance that Jowes, the Mr. Ace who had founded it, was a Transmigrator. What was more, they used playing cards as their internal code names... That was an even more obvious sign of a Transmigrator.
And he was also a Beyonder of the Fate pathway.
Lorne had rather too much in common with Jowes.
If the Mind Dragon hadn't intervened while I was fighting the corruption earlier...
At the thought of a chilling possibility, fear washed over Lorne, and his body began trembling without his even realizing it.
No. I'm still far too weak.
Not just in sequence, but in every other respect, too...
On the surface, Viscount Scott certainly appeared