Chapter 92: The Paragon of the First Light
"Who are you...?" she blinked her eyes, clearly looking weak due to her long slumber.
"It's me, Anise. It's Robert." I said, my eyes almost filled with tears.
"Robert...?" she questioned as I clearly did not look what I used to be.
Anise stared at my green face. Her eyes took in the black arcane circuits on my neck and the heavy brass arm bolted to my shoulder. She was trembling.
"Yes, Anise," I said softly. I kept my voice steady and calm.
"I know I look a little different. I died in that cave on Everest. When I opened my eyes again, I was in this body. My name is Grik now."
She reached out with a shaking hand. Her pale fingers brushed against my dark olive cheek. She let out a breath that was half-sob, half-laugh.
