Chapter 580: A Broken Goddess
A pair of hands grabbed Stryg by the shoulders and helped him to his feet. “Can you stand?” asked Gian.
Stryg stared at the old vampire’s hands, then looked up and studied his features. Gone was the child’s button nose; His nose was long and straight. The salt and pepper beard was cut short, well-oiled, and groomed. He had crow’s feet and deep set lines on his forehead. But his scarlet eyes were the same.
“Stryg?” Gian asked uncertainly. “Are you alright?”
“I’m sorry, Gigi. I’m sorry,” he whispered.
Gian furrowed his brow and fell back a step. “What did you say?” he asked in a trembling voice. “Who told you that name?”
Stryg frowned and held his head. “I did? No. It wasn’t me. It was… I… I was there. I saw Lunis burn, with Stryga. It was like I was watching her and at the same time, I was her. You were so young… That was the day she left, wasn’t it? She never came back… did she?”
The old vampire’s expression grew tired. “No, she didn’t.”
Stryg wiped the tears from his eyes. “I’m sorry.”
“It wasn’t your fault,” Gian reassured him. “My sister saw something that day, it changed her. I never knew what it was, no one did. Did you— Did you see it?”