"A connection?" Silas blurted. He realized the loudness of his voice as the echo bounced off of the corridor walls. As he felt Arael swat his hand away from his wrist watch, his cheeks flushed in the moment with a mix of embarrassment and jealousy. Was everyone higher-up in rank like Anders secretly chasing after underlings? Arael was so young, just like Jason―

He tripped in the doorway over the small metal bar that separated the wood flooring in the hallway from the carpet in Arael's room. Once the door closed behind the two of them, Silas noticed a distant sound of a siren from beyond the window in the room. "Woah, what is that?" he asked as he stepped over to examine the flashing lights by the flight deck.


Cecilia tightened her grip on Ghost's shoulder as she heard his words. She had not studied connection magic and had never intended to use it. Was it fatal if one bearer of the bond passed away?

"If your connection hasn't doomed him as well, then I will see that he lives."


Mars's eyes widened at the news. Her entire life she spent in devotion to the being whom she had never met before and yet stood before her now. That Her power could fall short in any universe came as a surprise. "Is there anything we can do to aid your powers in this realm?" she asked and held her arms out, palms up and a strip of cloth tied to her right hand to cover the cut. "Or help Lea survive a trip to our home realm?"