Chapter 810 Minnie's Gift

Chapter 810 Minnie's Gift

With the Asmodeus family's manipulative grip on him now severed, Lenny turned his attention to the next crucial phase of his plan. He needed to reclaim the abilities that had once been his, abilities that were essential for navigating the challenges that lay ahead in his quest for vengeance and mastery over his destiny.

Lenny's gaze settled on Minnie, her form frozen within the treacherous embrace of the red sands, a testament to the realm's unforgiving nature. Yet, for Steal, the serpent whose very essence was to defy and to take, the consuming nature of the sands posed no obstacle. At Lenny's command, "Get me that one!" Steal moved with purpose, its form shifting into an ethereal presence that neither the sands nor their cursed appetite could touch.

Circling Minnie with a predator's grace, Steal acted, phasing through her in a swift, decisive motion that belied the complexity of the act it was performing. Minnie was extracted from the sands' grasp as if she were no more substantial than a wisp of smoke, brought forth to stand before Lenny on the safer grounds of the black sands. The red sands, clinging to her like parasitic entities, recoiled and retreated back to their domain, leaving Minnie's form as Lenny remembered it—featureless yet familiar, a being of unique and unnatural nature.

The last time Lenny had interacted with Minnie before his journey through time, he had taken two significant things from her: her heart and her face. Her face later did not prove to be of any use to him, but her heart was different.

"How did you know that was what I was going to do?" Lenny's inquiry, driven by a mix of curiosity and caution, was met with Minnie's acknowledgment of his previous actions. This acknowledgment served as a reminder of the complex web of time and fate in which they were entangled, a web that Minnie, against all odds, seemed to have some insight into.

Lenny's gaze shifted momentarily towards the red sands, contemplating the myriad mysteries and trials they concealed. The sands were not just a physical barrier but a repository of knowledge, experiences, and, perhaps, consciousness. The realization that Minnie had retained her awareness, and possibly gained new understanding from her ordeal, suggested that the sands—and by extension, Minnie herself—held untapped potential and secrets yet to be discovered. After all, the red sands affected people differently.

Turning back to Minnie, Lenny's demeanor was one of cautious interest. "Prove to me your usefulness," he challenged, his voice carrying the weight of his demand. This was not just a test of Minnie's willingness to cooperate but an opportunity for her to demonstrate the depth of her knowledge and the potential benefits of her insights. Lenny's decision to reconsider his initial intention to take her heart was not driven by sentimentality but by strategic consideration. If Minnie could indeed offer something of equal or greater value, something that could aid him in his quest for power and vengeance, then Lenny was prepared to explore this alternative path.

"Maybe its because of my ability to be able to cross dimensions, but I have seen things in the red sands. Things that have happened, will never happen, and will definitely happen."

Lenny raised a brow at her words. "go on!"