The Fourth Life She Guarded Me Chapter 27
That hiss was full of a desperate plea for survival.
She dove underground once more.
A moment later, she crawled back up and spat out a huge pile of things.
Afterward, she used a few thin vines to gently push the pile toward us. Then she drew her head back into the crack, leaving only her eyes exposed.
Her fawning was painfully obvious.
Paloma carried me over at an unhurried pace.
The closer we got, the heavier the pressure from her giant eyes became.
They were so large they looked like red moons hanging in the sky.
Yet a creature that huge trembled nonstop in front of Paloma.
Paloma looked down at the pile.
It was full of artifacts and spatial bags left behind by mages.
It was obvious where they had come from.
Paloma kicked the pile apart.
“Look through them. See if there’s anything you can use.”
She stared at me.
“Preferably something that can raise your power, expand your magic circuits, and let you hold more life force.”
I said nothing.
I bent down and searched through the pile.
“They’re all good things. But not the kind you just described.”
Paloma lifted her eyes toward the Mother of the Snake-vines.
“Then she’s still not much use.”
The moment she said that, water suddenly began falling from the sky.
I froze for a second, thinking it was actually raining in the Threshold.