Vanessa's expression turned serious. "Did that [Primordial Blood] follow us? Should we run?"
"There's no need for that..."
A trace of oddness appeared on Victoria's face again.
Her spider silk was essentially an extension of her spirituality.
Once it formed a web, anywhere the silk covered was like her own eyes, and she could move through it as quickly as a blink.
A single strand did not have such powerful effects, but she could still use it to sense things.
For instance, right now, she could sense someone tugging on her thread.
And that was not all. She could even perceive through her spirituality; for example, the feedback her spirituality was giving her now was delight.
Spirituality was purer than emotion, and its perceptions were closer to the essence of things.
In other words, the being behind her should be someone she would be delighted to see.
That was strange. This was the Sea of the Moon. Who could she possibly meet here?
And be delighted, at that?
Sidney? Michel?
Had their expedition failed, leaving them to fall into the sea and sink to the bottom?
That did not make sense either. Even setting aside how they could have crossed the Dream Creatures' battle lines and traversed the endless Abyssal Sea to reach the Seabed, even if they really had made it, they would probably have lost control long ago.
Yet the presence behind her had remained faint all this time. The seawater should have corroded it by now.
Victoria thought for a long while but could not come up with a single possibility.
"It must be my imagination." In the end, she shook her head. "Spirituality is prone to errors in the Sea of the Moon, and that feeling was barely there to begin with."
If [Primordial Blood] had