Bab 383: Chapter 383: Demonicon

I'd crossed enough times I was used to the falling feeling in the pit of my stomach, the way everything wobbled slightly as my feet found solid ground again. At least I didn't have to pitch forward onto my hands and knees and puke this time.

That would have sucked. Not because I cared if Theridialis saw me throw up. He'd been my main witness the first time it happened. But because his tower laboratory wasn't as empty as the previous times I'd visited.

Meira wobbled next to me, but Dad's firm grip on her saved her from a face-plant. Damn, hadn't I warned her? Maybe. I guess there was no real way to adequately explain the experience. One had to go through it personally. I was pretty impressed she was upright and a little jealous, to be honest.