Revenant Slaves Chapter 65: Chapter 61: Luna

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“Madam Yalena, while it is a great honor for me to be able to help you,” Adam said nervously, “I would request that you take better care of yourself, and don’t make a habit of seeing me.” Luna didn’t respond as she looked into the mirror. She had just gotten out of another medical submersion tank. The same one she had spent two days inside of, what felt like a lifetime ago. Back then she had just grasped her Soul Essence for the very first time, pushed to the brink by Avraham’s relentless onslaught. The doctor, Adam, looked nervously at her, then placed the box he was holding down, sighed, and walked back to sit at this station. Luna closed her eyes, feeling for the threads of her soul. Grasping them, she willed them to wrap around herself; she flexed her fine control over them, as one would stretch their muscles just before exercising. They didn’t resist; they were hers, as much a part of her as her own arms and legs. She kept exploring them until she landed on the anomaly, a single thread that didn’t originate in her own soul. She couldn’t control it, and unlike the rest, this thread that seemed to be anchored to her soul stretched off into the distance before disappearing into a wall. It belonged to Avraham. It was the chain that bound her to him. Luna tried to cut it with her own threads, to no avail. She let out a shaky breath, almost going weak in the knees, at the thought of being controlled again. She straightened and stared at her face in the mirror. Her actual face. Luna looked around at the medical ward she had gotten too used to seeing; it had two incubation chambers with the chemical baths that helped people heal faster, almost repairing damage at the cellular level. And two beds with advanced surgical machines. Luna hadn’t been in the mood to talk ever since exiting the incubation pod, and after a few awkward attempts, Adam had given up as well. She felt a little bad for him; the old doctor was a nice enough fellow. Having finished disguising herself, she weakly smiled at Adam, thanking him for the service; both of them knew her words were empty, but Adam, for his part, still graciously accepted them. Luna exited the room and immediately pinged Niko. Niko joined her call before the second ping went out. “Yalena, heard you did another stint in the ward. Are you okay?” ‘No,’ Luna thought. “Yes, everything is fine. Is Avraham on the bridge?” “Lord Avraham is not on the bridge; he is in the conference room, with Lady Azarea and Lord Ingram. It seems they are involved in a private conversation and do not want to be disturbed. Madam Zuri is available in actually using the training center, so you might not be able to relax in your room either…” Niko finished hesitantly. It was clear she did not hold Zuri or their other guests in particular high regard. “How far away are we from Mortrum?” “We are about 4 days away.” Luna took a moment before thanking Niko and severing the link between them via her HPC. She decided to go visit the training center, not to rest in her temporary quarters. She felt like venting, and Zuri might just fulfill the requirements of someone who wouldn’t absolutely overpower her, or someone who would be too afraid to hit her. As she entered the training room, she saw Zuri hooked into the VR headset, in the middle of a simulated fight with multiple opponents. Luna stuck to the side of the chamber, waiting for Zuri to be done. It took Zuri a couple of minutes to fight through the training regimen she had simulated in the training center. She took off the headset, and if she was surprised to see Luna, she didn’t let it show. “Back on your feet again?” Zuri asked. “Supposedly, how about sparring with me, letting me see how well I was stitched up?” “How quick are we talking? Because I won’t go easy on you.” “I just find myself wanting to lose myself in a good fight; care to indulge me?” “Weapon of choice?” “I’ll let you choose,” Luna said, her face held a challenging smile that Zuri returned in kind. “I