The Valkyrie Returns and Slays (Raven) novel Chapter 474

Chapter 474 George

Chapter 474 George

Cassian found himself drifting weightlessly in a void, his pain receding as though his body had been wrapped in silence.

“You’re awake?” A voice, cool and ethereal, whispered beside his ear.

A figure in white stepped into view–graceful, otherworldly, almost unreal.

The man wore a half–mask, his presence untouched by the mortal world, like a being carved from frost and moonlight.

Even with half his face hidden, the allure of his features was staggering–enough to pull someone in with a single glance.

“You saved me?” Cassian asked, his gaze searching the man’s eyes with quiet intensity.

There was something familiar about the aura he carried–something that reminded him of the world he had once come from.

The man spoke, his voice as cool as a breeze from the heavens. “I sensed it while passing by. There’s something in you that doesn’t belong to this world.”

That trace–it resembled the one he’d been searching for. His missing disciple. And yet, it wasn’t quite the same.

It felt… more like someone who had once shared soul and breath with his little disciple in a former life.

But he dismissed the thought as quickly as it came. The man who had betrayed his disciple in that past life–the one who had abandoned both her and the child she bore–he couldn’t possibly have chosen to reincarnate into this low–tier world for her.

He said nothing further.

He told himself it was a coincidence. A trick of fate. That he had simply mistaken the aura.

Then, his gaze swept back to Cassian, and he frowned–just slightly–his finely drawn brows creasing in quiet thought. “No wonder you were trapped by such a primitive lab. There’s more than one soul in your body.”

“You can see that?” Cassian asked, eyes narrowing.

The man nodded. “I can also tell this happened because you tried to forcibly enhance your strength. That’s what split your soul.”

“Is there a way to fix it?” Cassian asked at once, his voice low and urgent.

“There is,” man replied. “But your body isn’t ready. Not yet.”

After a moment’s pause, he raised a hand and tapped Cassian’s forehead. A thread of soft white light spilled from his fingertip, flowing into Cassian’s brow.

“We seem to share some kind of fate,” he said calmly. “Stay with me for now. When your body has healed, I’ll tell you how to undo the damage.”