Chapter 862 - Let's change course.

For a few seconds after that incomplete answer, Strax remained motionless, simply observing Ouroboros with absolute attention, as if any microexpression, any minimal change in its breathing could say more than words. The rain continued to fall around them, fine, constant, trickling down its white scales and sliding along the edges of the wings that still partially protected it, creating a continuous sound that filled the silence without truly breaking it, while the world around them seemed to slowly resume its movement.