“Master, are you sure she’ll be peaceful toward you?” Alysia asked nervously.

“No.” I shook my head. “I don’t know how she’ll react to seeing me. She might attack.”

“That attack...”

“Just in case, can you detach her from the dungeon?”

“No.”

I blinked. “What?”

“She isn’t connected to the dungeon. She absorbed the dungeon. In a way, she is the dungeon. It’s not unlike when master powered a dungeon with his soul, except yours was an external dungeon, and hers is internal.”

“What are you saying? The dungeon is inside her?”

“I don’t know anything more about dungeons than you do. In fact, I know a bit less. I can just tell you what I feel. I don’t see a bond that can be cut.”

“Can you knock her unconscious?”

She hesitated a minute before her voice was transmitted. “I can’t...”

“Seriously?” I responded in disbelief.

“I knock someone out essentially by striking their spiritual energy. She’s a spiritualist. Such an attack on her would be useless.”Follow the latest novels at novelhall.com

“We have to give it a try,” I responded, bringing her blade form out. “Let’s leave it plan B though.”

“Y-yes...”

With no time to spare, the two of us leave the safety of the forest and walk out onto the dead plain, following behind Miki. I move quickly but stop about two hundred meters away from her. This was far enough. If she did do some kind of attack, I wanted to be ready for it. Holding my hands up to my mouth, I shouted.

“Miki!” Her body froze at my call. “It’s me, Deek! Your master? I’m still alive! Ah... actually, I did die, but you know it is me, right?”

Miki slowly turned around. Slowly, her hands reached up and she grabbed the edges of her hood, pulling it back. Seeing her pale, sad face immediately tugged on my heartstrings. I instinctively took a step forward.

“Master...” Alysia warned.

“You don’t need to do this anymore,” I explained. “We can go home now. Okay?”

A light smile formed on Miki’s face. Tears began to run down her cheeks.

“Master...” She spoke quietly.

“Miki...”

She did recognize me. I let out a breath of relief. She gently raised her hand.

“Die!” A wall of miasma shot toward me.

It looked like it would be Plan B!