Whether Soren and Chronovore were on good terms or not, it did not remove the fact that they were connected.
As such, Soren could easily recognise the faint calm of the Shade's hunger.
Still, it surprised him.
Chronovore was feeding... How?
Soren traced the fine dust particles being absorbed by the cocoon, and then he looked in a certain direction.
A silt was opened on the sky, and through it, he could see.
And what he saw shocked him.
It was a Glassheart. A very familiar Glassheart.
The old bronze looking Glassheart that belonged to the old Baron of the Los Elegidos Family.
It was true that Chronovore had been interested in the Glassheart for the longest time.
—but didn't Soren leave the Los Favorecidos town a long time ago?
Even if he was to subtract the five years in the nightmare, at least a couple of days had passed.
So how was Chronovore feeding from it?
Unless...
