The blood-whips retracted into Anne's fingertips with a wet, slithering sound. As soon as the connection was severed, Su Ni collapsed. He didn't scream, he didn't twitch; he hit the metal floor like a puppet with its strings cut, his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. He was dead before his head hit the ground.
Ethan blinked, momentarily taken back by the cold efficiency. "I didn't expect you to finish him so abruptly, Anne."
"He was a spent vessel," the Matriarch replied, wiping her hands with a silk cloth. His gaze was distant, troubled. "I have a vague idea of the situation now, although I don't like the sound of it one bit."
"Explain," Ethan commanded, leaning against a stack of Cold Steel crates.
"It seems there are multiple matrices leading to this place scattered across the world," Anne said, her voice echoing in the vast vault. "The Soaring Dragon Kingdom is not unknown to me... however, it should be impossibly far from where I entered this dome."
