He seized the opportunity and extended an invitation to Mary.
After four aeons, having passed countless years, Old Ba was still waiting for the Bloody Priestess that should belong to Him. This persistence and profound emotion were hard not to move Ethan, and he admitted he indeed felt like a cuckold in this matter.
Ethan tried to persuade him, "Listen to me, let the past be the past. Your life is still long; you shouldn't be trapped in past regrets."
The whispers became more intense, even the tendrils in the void seemed ready to tear through space, coming to the real plane to point fingers at him.
This time, Mary finally reacted.
"The 'Old Ba' the teacher mentioned, could it be Bazatous?"
The attempt at persuasion failed, and Old Ba's nostalgia and obsession exceeded Ethan's imagination.
All Ethan could do was pat His shoulder like an old friend, offering comfort through actions, yet they were separated by numerous planes, the space-time distance making him powerless.
