The three of them spent some time cleaning up.
All the scabs and excess flesh on Elsa's body had fallen off, and with the blood from her wounds splitting open as well, washing it all away took quite some time.
Although her limbs had grown back, they were still somewhat stiff to use. She would probably need some time to adjust.
When they gathered in the room again, Elsa told them about her newly acquired talent.
They were all stunned.
"So-you won't die anymore?"
Dorothea's eyes widened.
"To be precise, I'll slowly revive after dying." Elsa sensed her newly acquired talent.
Joy flashed across Dorothea's face, only to give way to worry. "But will you still be you after you revive? Could it-you know, could the one who revives actually be someone else, or something-"
"You read too many novels, sis." Elsa sighed. "Don't worry. It's just ordinary revival. I won't turn into someone else or anything, and there's no limit to how many times I can do it."
Supernatural people all had a general sense of their own talents, clearer than what the Difference Engine provided, though they could only figure out the details through their own research.
"Then how long will it take? What if it takes hundreds of years, and then you're left looking at our graves all alone?"
Elsa laughed. She walked over to Dorothea, rose onto her toes, and rubbed her head.
"Of course not. Reviving does take a long time, about a month, but how could it possibly take hundreds of years?"
Dorothea was not particularly tall, but Elsa was very short. Though she was only a few years younger than Dorothea, she looked like a little child.
It seemed that after the Genesis School abducted her as a child, she had remained at