Slowly, Mordra raised her head.
Her entire body trembled as she lifted her gaze to meet mine, her silver eyes burning with a mixture of anger and frustration.
"Even in death..." she said through clenched teeth, "...that fool still insists on making stupid decisions."
Fool?
My thoughts immediately drifted back to what had just happened inside that strange void. Then it clicked.
Earlier, Mordra had explained that the fragment of Aster within me would resist Drugar if he ever attempted to seize control of my body.
She had just tried to do exactly the same thing.
The only difference was that the fragment hadn't cared who the intruder was. It had rejected her just as mercilessly.
The realization settled heavily in my chest.
So that was her plan.
She wasn't simply testing me or trying to intimidate me.
She had intended to take my body for herself because she no longer believed I could be trusted to carry out the responsibility she thought had been placed upon me.
