It had been two and half hours since I had got away from the Grimms in this thick grey mist and hadn't found anything.
I had not even come across the Grimms, and I really want to see some living.
I am used to being alone, but this mist seemed to be strange. It is making me feel stifling or maybe it is just my psych, seeing I had been with Ragas for nearly two weeks except for the night and it is making me feel alone.
My soul sense moves around me; giving me the data, which my clones will process and direct my steps.
I didn't use the way of simply picking one direction and moving. My clones didn't think it is useful in this scenario. So, we are trying a more intricate approach, which only someone like could do.
This mist may seem bland, but it is filled with thousands of types of different microscopic energy particles.
It is Sunday with 5 XTRA CHAPTERS. Enjoy them.
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