Chapter 618: Make a Move?

Remi Lapham slowly opened her eyes. Her lashes fluttered a few times, as if someone had yanked her out of a bottomless sleep. Her awareness drifted between haze and clarity. She stared at the ceiling, her gaze sharpening little by little as she pieced together the room around her. Elder Cyrus froze where he stood, rigid as if someone had sealed his acupoints. He stared at the figure awakening on the bed without blinking. His hands still held a Hand Seal. The Mystic Ice True Energy in his palms...