As we flew down the tunnels of the burial ground, doing our best to avoid being spotted by guards, I was doing a more and more terrible job of reining in my emotions.
Nostalgia, rage, and sadness seemed to surge throughout my non-corporeal form as we travelled through these tunnels and I began to remember more and more of a past that used to be quite fuzzy. It had actually gotten to the point that Zhen Shi had taken notice.
I suppose this was one of the major downsides of [Possession], but a conditional one that required me to lose control of myself.
'Frosttusk...are you okay?' Zhen Shi asked with more sincerity than I honestly deserved. 'Your soul feels rather turbulent right now.'
[I don't have a soul anymore...at least, I don't think,] I replied, unsure if I was actually being truthful on that front.
I couldn't see Zhen Shi's reaction to my statement, but I could feel that he was directing a flat gaze at me.
[What?]
