'...They are really reconstructing my body...'
After looking through all the memories that Liraz passed to me, I sat quietly for a long while.
The things that I had to face in just a span of a few hours were too much for me to handle.
I rubbed my face with both my hands in order to calm my raging heart.
What I needed was rationality and the presence of mind if I wanted to save myself from endless imprisonment.
Slowly, my gaze turned toward Liraz, who was rubbing his head against my cheek.
"I never knew you could transfer your memories to others." I mumbled, gently rubbing his soft feathers.
"Chirp!"
The blue bird puffed out his chest like he was enjoying the compliment that I gave him.
Well, given how he is the last descendant of the phoenixes, who were known for their ability to be reborn, it wasn't too far-fetched.
Still, from his memories, I am sure that the key--the one pulling the strings from behind was Amunet.
