The Rise of a Forsaken Luna
The old man sighed, walking away from Ina’s body towards his large work desk.
“What do you mean, Nicola? Please help me understand.” I muttered, my voice so low I could barely hear myself speak.
Nicola sighed, shifting his gaze from his many chemicals to my face and then back to his bubbling liquids.
“I’m simply saying that every ounce of energy she got before she woke up, she had lost, and we are back to the very beginning.” He answered calmly, but his tone became tighter as he queried, “What did you let her do in the dungeon?"