Chapter 61: Rain Rain Go Away (5)
If Hope was wrong, he probably wouldn't even know it.
He'd be dead before he even knew it.
At that moment, blood was seeping from Hope's palm and trailed down the glass spire like frayed threads. Their tails dragged long, breaking in spots from the raindrops until it could barely be distinguishable.
Bzzzzh.
A buzz of magic resounded, and a light blue glow sparked on the side of Hope's head as the Pearls of the Moon curled on his ear. Its chains flicked around in the wind, and one tiny pearl's light began to dim like the flicker of a bulb.
Hope looked down, feeling a strange tingle on his hand, and he watched the cut on his wet palm stitch back together.
'How convenient...' Hope thought.
After it was done, he dismissed the Memory and flexed and unflexed his hand. It was unmarked and painless as if it had never happened. Hope wanted to spare every healing power the Memory had, especially since it needed to be charged. But he also didn't want to risk exposing his blood too much in the air.
Hqrrrrowwl!
Hope then frowned at the noise.
The monsters still howled, staying in that one spot as if to mock him from afar. Surely, they bore some intelligence to produce such wicked manners. But-