Elliot frowned, but didn't look away.
"It's hard to say for sure when my health has been fine lately, but I guess it has nothing to do with that, right?" he said before sighing.
"Maybe someone wants to kill me... these days, I don't think it would be difficult. There are more than five clans that want me dead, not counting the Royal Clan." He smiled heavily, but spoke again.
"But I doubt you can calculate the exact moment when someone from one of those clans will kill me..." He wrinkled his nose. "Well, you're a god, I guess you could even do that."
"You're overthinking it." Mikael smiled.
Elliot shrugged. "Well, lately a lot of things want to kill me."
"It's not that someone wants to kill you, in this case." He assured him. "It's that you're going to die."
Elliot nodded. "It's because of the curse, right?"
"It seems you've been investigating some things." Mikael was genuinely surprised. "It's not something many people can see, you know?"
