"I think it might be better to show you."
Arianne blinked in confusion.
Show her? What exactly needed to be shown instead of explained?
Still, the look on Sir Mic's face made her swallow the questions that immediately rose to her lips. For the first time since she had met him, she saw a deep conflict in his eyes.
"Sir Mic?"
She reached out and touched his arm.
"Are you okay?"
No reply came immediately. Instead, he slowly stood up and helped her to her feet.
The entire time, his expression remained unusually serious, causing Arianne's heart to beat faster. Did something happen? Was it because of her?
A hundred thoughts flashed through her mind.
Without answering, Michael guided her toward the open section of the office. Then he raised a hand.
Space distorted.
A circular gate appeared before them. It rapidly expanded until it became large enough for a person to walk through.
