Do you still think it's her?" Finn asked.
James sat on one of the benches, eyes on the far wall.
"Yes."
Finn did not ask him to explain. He had seen the smile too.
The basement was exactly as they had left it, polished floors, equipment racks, strip lighting bright enough to make the shrine feel like a bad dream. But the image stayed anyway. Men hanging in dark-red threads. The Saintess walking between them like she owned every breath they had left.
James opened his status window.
[JAMES GANNER]
[CLASS: NECROMANCER (LEGENDARY)]
[LEVEL: 19]
[EXP: 2,885/14,000]
[HP: 880/880]
[MANA: 1,390/1,390]
[STRENGTH: 39]
[AGILITY: 44]
[INTELLIGENCE: 68]
[ENDURANCE: 43]
[LUCK: 31]
[UNSPENT STAT POINTS: 5]
There was no point saving the stat points now.
He put three into Intelligence and two into Endurance.
[INTELLIGENCE: 68 → 71]
[MANA: 1,390 → 1,420]
[ENDURANCE: 43 → 45]
[HP: 880 → 920]
[UNSPENT STAT POINTS: 0]
Finn watched the window disappear.
"Enough?" he asked.
