Chapter 457: End of the Storm
Kazi Hossain’s mismatched eyes zoomed thirteen kilometers. The details emerged. Not some blob, not some smoke, real details of what had happened with the Red Bake-kujira. First, Jules and Matty were nowhere to be seen. The same could be said for Booker. Second, the tinge of red that illuminated the skeleton whale had grown thicker. Stronger. Bolder.
Oh no.
"Kazi, is something wrong?" Pauline cocked her head. She couldn’t see. She couldn’t feel it. None of them could
’Is the organ going to explode? Stopping one after the other...’
The Red Bake-kujira. Its spine almost melted and practically dangling with the rest of its body, half-dead and trudging forward with nothing but sheer force of instinct and love for her brother. It was moving and even at such a pathetic rate, it was going land. It was going to reach Matsue Castle and cause mass destruction.
Kazi left eye pulsed. He saw the future, the truth of the matter.
Not an explosion...a fire breath? Ah. A Fire Breath. Immediately following the Fire Breath, it would die. That was okay. That meant the only loss of life would be the people at the shore. He foresaw that it would not reach Matsue Castle or the lords there. Their reward was still secured.
Let the few men on the die. Rest. It was only what? Ten? Twenty people? Booker, Jules, and Matty did their job. It made no difference.
"Whenever I see someone in pain...it aches. Right here."
That ache. That damn ache. Kazi seized his heart. Already, it was thrumming. Already, his eyes and hair were changing shades.
"Kazi, what are you...?"