Chapter 3200 Chain Reaction (Part 2)

Chapter 3200 Chain Reaction (Part 2)

"I'm sorry for showing you this, but if you can't hold yourself together while watching a colorless hologram, you won't last one second in front of the real deal." Quylla said.

"Thank you, Quylla." Elina sniffled, cursing herself for her umpteenth crying fit.

"Thank you for what?" Quylla asked in confusion, not feeling one shred of pride for torturing her friends like that.

"For taking such good care of us and Lith." Elina paused for a bit, holding Raaz's hand tight before adding: "Especially after he tried to kill you and your babies." Quylla stiffened at the memory but she quickly shrugged it off.

"No, he didn't. Lith would have never done it. That thing is not Lith, it's just keeping him prisoner and we are going to set him free."

Elina stood up and went to hug Quylla, thanking her over and over again for believing in Lith so much.

Kamila, instead, clenched her hands and said nothing.

'Lith would never do that but Derek would and have a good laugh about it.' She thought. I recognize his voice. The voice he had in his memories from Earth. If I'm right, we are in big trouble. Derek considered family a joke and hated every parental figure.

'His only saving grace was Carl but there's no way I put a little boy in the same room with him. Not until those things leave him alone.' Kamila stared at the hologram, looking at the Void Demon Dragon's features shifting into those of the souls struggling to take over his body.

When that happened, Derek's eyes would go blank for a second. Then, his dominant voice and eyes would become alien.

"How do you want to do this?" Baba Yaga asked. "One at a time or all together?" "What's your recommendation?" Everyone turned to Quylla.

She was the best Healer they knew and considered Lith her patient.

"All together is better." She replied. "In normal circumstances, I'd say one at a time to not overwhelm the patient. In Lith's case, however, we need to strike fast and hard. My hope is that when any of you triggers his memory it will give him the strength to push the souls away.

"At that point, the presence of the protagonists of that memory should trigger more memories in a chain reaction. that will break through his current brain fog and awake enough of our Lith to put an end to the blue flames.

"If the shock treatment doesn't work, I don't know what else to do." Quylla lowered her gaze.

"Mom?" Derek echoed with a sneer.

His voice oozed poison and spite, his face twisted in a mask of mockery. The word "mom" was alien to him as it had been for all his life on Earth. It only brought to his mind all the times he had been ignored, neglected, and abused. Then, came the memories of the parasitic souls. They projected their suffering and pain associated with that word, turning it into a mortal threat. "Tell me another." He laughed to Elina's face. "And stop crying. I'm not falling for that again. You can't manipulate me with the waterworks-"

A pang brought Derek to his knees. He remembered casting Mother's Embrace and how the emerald figure conjured by the spell matched the woman called Elina down to the smallest detail.

He pushed the thought back, but then another memory popped up in his mind.

Derek remembered all the times Elina had held him to her bosom as a child to feed him and keep him warm. Of all the times she had protected him from Orpal until the day she had disowned her firstborn.

"Poopie!" Derek wheezed, holding his head in pain.

Quylla patted Raaz on the back to snap him out of it and send him to deal the

next blow to Lith's psyche.

"And I'm your father, Raaz." He said. "I taught you how to read, write, count, and whittle. Do you remember that?"

Raaz took a small wooden ruler and a carved horse miniature horse out of his dimensional amulet. The former was the device he had carved to help Lith learn Tyris' alphabet and numerals while the latter was Lith's first attempt at

whittling.

"You were already so brilliant as a baby that I couldn't teach you much as a father but I treasured every moment we spent together. I always carry these items with me because they are the first gifts we exchanged. They are my most

prized possessions."

"Father?" Derek stood up.

Rage and disgust flooded him with such intensity that, for a moment, he grasped control over the blue flames and parasitic souls.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om