Chapter 207

No.17's skepticism was evident, but Elara brushed him off, saying that they would talk about this later. She had more pressing concerns. Her online posts had been buried overnight—so thoroughly that even she struggled to find them. Her departure for Hertzan was scheduled for tomorrow, so she needed to act fast. If she didn't, July 14th would end in tragedy at the academy. Anxiety weighed on her, and a throbbing headache pulsed at her temples, as if she'd downed a pint of spiked alcohol. She considered contacting the academy, but that was too risky. If anyone discovered her abilities, the Allied Forces would instantly target her. Worse, she might be captured and locked away as a research specimen in a lab. A chill ran down her spine at the thought. Suddenly, a cold sensation wrapped around her ankle. She looked down and saw a semi-transparent, dark green tentacle coiled around her calf, creeping upward with deliberate slowness. "Stop it." Elara pulled her leg back, pushin