-AN: Thank you for your patience. 6 chapters left to be corrected. Haitus ended so I will start fixing them tomorrow, Thanks!-
The onlookers were all kicking up a fuss. It was the greatest example of entitlement one could relish. But as Elian didn't give a single crap about any of them, he didn't mind.
As he navigated around the chaotic battle, he felt his injuries finally heal.
"Hmm. I wonder if there is a book or something I can read. My body does not make sense from any standpoint. I am a golem but have organs and bleed. But I can also still function without them. I mean I can make a smaller body to escape damage."
Despite not seeing her face, Elian's lover replied with thoughts in his mind. It was in moments like these that he felt just how close they were.
"I am sorry, Elian; I also do not know. Much like when I turned into a ghost, everything is up to trial and error. At least since I only copied Psychomancer from someone else."
