Aisha didn’t understand why Nykos would say that to her.
Heartless? That can’t be right.
She turned to give him a sideways look, frowning slightly, before she said, "If I were, I wouldn’t be here for my brother."
Nykos smiled, lifting a finger to tip her chin slightly upward. He looked directly into her eyes and replied, "Fair point, little bird. Now, I’m feeling envious of your older brother."
He wasn’t even his real older brother. Nykos had already heard of the truth behind Aisha’s birth. She was no real Novalis. But for her to be so devoted in searching for Zenick...that was commendable.
On the other hand, since he’d observed her earlier, Nykos learned more about her.
Aisha was even better than any of his men in keeping her emotions in check. Frankly speaking, he had never seen a Guide act so coldly and indifferently towards death. They were known for their compassion and empathetic nature. The only exceptions were those who were already a veteran in the battlefield and had decades of seeing corpses. But Aisha was none of that. As far as he knew, she grew up in a wealthy merchant family and had never been around any dangerous situation.
Styx’s and Marlon’s deaths weren’t normal either. The way they both died could cause a catastrophic terror that would’ve spread and torch him down for it yet she seemed to have foreseen it as much. No one could’ve reacted so numbly like her.
So, what really made her numb to matters of life and death?
"I’m going to use the bracelet now," Amar announced.
Upon hearing his words, Aisha and Nykos turned to look at him before they started to approach him.
Amar stood close to the necklace fixed in the air, swinging in different directions.
Amar held the bracelet in his hand while his eyes stayed closed. His senses penetrated through the bracelet’s memory of who created it and who had worn it. In his head, he could picture an old man smithing the bracelet into creation before it was finally sold to a store. He felt as though he had become one with the bracelet. Multiple people had stopped before the shelf were its at, looked at it, picked it up, before turning away.
Then, he saw Aisha. She bought it for 12,000 star credits and gave it to Zenick.
He saw how Zenick had never taken it off his wrist. Whether he was negotiating with people, bathing, using the toilet, fighting, or even when he went to sleep. For the entire five years, that bracelet had become one with his body.
And that was great. It made Amar’s task even easier since it held so much memory of Zenick.
Because now, Amar could see how Zenick was beaten by a Sentinel and taken by someone called Holden.
The only problem was the vision had been cut off the instant someone else had taken it from him. Amar continued to look into its memory and winced. He almost opened his eyes at the sound of Aisha’s voice.
The next memory the bracelet held had become cloudy. Strange... Amar frowned. From somewhere, a light so bright it could be mistaken for a distant star had started to flash, making it hard for him to get a clearer view of what happened between Aisha and Styx.
Amar struggled to stir the bracelet’s memories. His power wasn’t just a convenient tracker. It could delve into any object’s memories, control what direction of memory he wanted to see, and use that to locate anything he wanted. So far, nothing could evade him. Even the Association and the Federation’s stronghold and anti-tracking barrier wrapped around their islands were useless against this power.
But for the first time since he learned to control this power, Amar found that no matter how much he bent his power to do his bidding and clear away the cloudiness of the bracelet’s memories, he couldn’t!
Feeling challenged, Amar released more raw power into the bracelet, bending it to his will to open up and reveal everything to him.
Just then—
A flash of pure whiteness so bright that it felt hot suddenly came rushing into him as though to attack him.
"Kugggh!" Amar staggered and almost undid his power.
Nykos frowned. "What’s wrong?"
"Guruu..."


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