The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6264

Sidney didn't move again. He only kept his head turned to the side, quietly looking at Cadence's face.

A wet shine flickered in his eyes.

Gwendolyn walked over from the corner. She lowered her head, checked on the two of them, then gave a small nod.

"The reconstruction was very successful. The remnant souls fused with the bodies even better than I expected. There was almost no rejection at all."

She paused, then added, "But they really are too weak right now. In their current condition, they'll need at least three months of recovery before they can regain even basic mobility."

Jared let out a long breath.

It was like every bit of strength had been pulled out of him at once. His body swayed, and he nearly pitched forward in front of the stone dais.

Gwendolyn reacted fast and grabbed his shoulder, steadying him.

"You're not much better."

Her voice carried a trace of reproach. "You've been pouring out life force nonstop for seven days and seven nights. Even the Golden Dragon Bloodline can't withstand that kind of drain. If you don't want to throw your own life away too, let go right now."

Jared lowered his head and looked at his hands.

His palms were still pressed against the two seeds that had already withered.

The life force inside the seeds had been drained completely. They were nothing but two clumps of gray-white powder now.

He slowly loosened his hands.

The moment he did, the two clumps scattered apart, turning into fine dust and fading into the air.

"It's over..." he murmured, so softly it was almost a sigh.

Gwendolyn helped him up from the front of the stone dais.

His legs had gone weak, and he could barely stay on his feet. Without her holding him up, he would have dropped to his knees again.

"You're not in much better shape than those two," Gwendolyn said. "Go rest off to the side. I'll handle the rest."

Jared nodded and quit pushing himself.

He staggered to the corner of the hollow and lowered himself down against the wall.

The stone pressed cold and hard against his back, and for some reason, that settled him.

He looked toward the stone dais at Sidney and Cadence.

He watched their quiet sleeping faces, and the corner of his mouth lifted.

Mr. Morse. Madam Lewin.

They finally made it back.

Then he closed his eyes and dropped into a heavy sleep.

When Jared woke again, it was already the next day.

Sunlight spilled through the cracks in the hollow and scattered inside.

Golden flecks danced across the walls like countless tiny fireflies.

The air carried the clean fragrance of the Worldtree.

It ran straight through him and cleared the last of the haze from his head.

He moved a little and checked his condition.

About half, maybe sixty percent, of his life force had returned. He was still a little spent, but it no longer got in the way of moving around.

On the stone dais, Sidney and Cadence were still asleep.

But their faces looked better than they had yesterday. The deathly white had faded, replaced by a faint wash of color.

Gwendolyn wasn't in the hollow.

Jared got to his feet, stepped out of the hollow, and made his way down along the root-steps.

By the water's edge, Gwendolyn stood facing away from him.

Her white robe stirred in the morning wind.

Her ink-dark hair fell behind her, and with the snow and the golden radiance around her, the whole scene looked almost unreal.

She seemed to be watching something beneath the lake, quiet and utterly focused.

"You're awake?" she said without turning around, yet she still caught Jared's approach with perfect accuracy.

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