They didn't move.
That was the first thing Lin Tian noticed. The Void Twins stood on their bone skyship like statues, arms at their sides, those twin abysses fixed on him with an intensity that should have preceded violence.
Instead, something else hit him.
It came through the bonds. Not as pain, not as pressure, but as a whisper that crawled into his chest and settled there like a splinter he couldn't dig out.
Envy.
The emotion didn't belong to him. He recognized it instantly for what it was — something foreign, invasive, a spiritual parasite wearing the shape of a feeling.
Su Lan.
He felt her through the Link. Her fire, usually so steady, was flickering. She was looking at Xueya, and the envy flooding through their connection was sharp and bitter.
She has more of you. She was first. She's the one the sect recognized. What am I? The healer who warmed your bed?
