Nosphaleen sat beside Xarvenya, her gaze resting on Sylas as the young man stayed perfectly still in the middle of the chamber.
Almost 3 weeks had passed since they left Earth, and in all that time, Sylas had barely moved. The enormous strain he'd put on his mind over the last 3 years was still taking its toll.
Nosphaleen could sense that his condition was getting better. Even so, she knew better than to interrupt him before he was ready.
Of course, Sylas wasn't the one she was worried about. If anything, the woman sitting next to her concerned her more.
Xarvenya was a Demon. She had lived in the Real World long enough to understand some of its rules, but her situation was still very different from that of ordinary inhabitants.
The System had never treated Demons kindly. On top of that, they were heading straight into the territory of a Clan that specialized in examining Genes and Bloodlines. Nosphaleen couldn't imagine Xarvenya's presence going unnoticed for long.
