How the hell is this magic affecting me? The Card of Arcana made me immune to all forms of mental intrusion and erosion. So why was it working on me?
I couldn't hold the question in anymore.
None of this was an illusion and I was damn sure of that. That means something was messing with my mind while my real body was sleeping in the sweet embrace of some ugly monster, cooking my soul and mind before devouring me…
… but that couldn't be possible with my Card of Arcana.
—
Ra's voice echoed in my mind as our group made our way towards the DD's wonders.
"It's because it hasn't entered your mind and why the hell are you asking me? Haven't you figured out which monster has taken over you yet?"
He sounded irritated, like the answer was right in front of me and I was just too stupid to see it.
I frowned.
'What are you talking about?'
"Tsk. Seems your memories are being devoured faster than I expected. Try to remember and think about the Divine Treasury."
