Novel & Cerita Accumulation Quirks

The elder's voice was low and ancient, reciting in the old tongue, "Based on the strength of her wolf, her mind can only withstand three offerings. Any more, and she'll be reduced to ash." "Three is enough," Dad said coldly. "We only need to see what happened before Tiffany disappeared. She has to know!" The elder frowned, cautioning, "Her memories are unstable. It's safer to start from the oldest ones. That way, she won't shatter too soon." They nodded in agreement, patiently waiting for the sacred flames to tear open my mind. "Let us see the first time she met Tiffany," Mom choked out. "That must've been a happy memory…"

Fear fades. I walked slowly around the room, inspecting every terminal, every feed. The Python Team’s breach replayed in my mind—ten minutes lost, and yet the intruders left no trace. The efficiency, the audacity—it was almost admirable. Almost. Almost. But mistakes always leave cracks. And I am patient enough to find them. Julian handed me more files. “Sir, the team is prepared to move. Reinforcements are ready if you decide—” I cut him off with a wave. “Not yet. Observe. Wait. Let Oliver think he controls the board. He doesn’t.”

Walking slowly at first to make her stiff muscles relax after hours of sitting in a single position. He wasn't relieved one bit for a week. The situations were getting worst. Convincing Auclairs were harder especially when the fucking snitch wouldn't leave a clue of his existence. He struggled to keep track of all of his businesses at once and take care of Auclairs like childish toddlers. His frustration was testing his patience. As much as tense he would work throughout the day, the relaxed he would become at night.