Chapter 2388

It wasn't until Shannon and the others had fully left that Zidane finally came to a stop in front of the Ghost Gate. His fox-like eyes flicked lazily to the black paper figure still perched on his shoulder. His voice was drawled, casual, but laced with a quiet pressure that left no room for argument. "Aren't you getting off?" The paper figure clutched at his collar with both hands, as if pretending not to hear. But after a brief pause, it gave in, hopping obediently off his shoulder. The light paper figure landed soundlessly. Zidane glanced at it briefly, and without another word, he walked straight through the Ghost Gate. … Sitting before the paperwork at Morvahn's Hall, Mordecai sighed quietly. "Not even the paper figure is allowed to be close to you, huh?" The words were barely more than a whisper, almost like a sigh no one was meant to hear. "You were the one who taught me that spell." At the same moment, the black paper figure let out a mimed sigh of its own. Then, in th