Chapter 652: Step into the Mist

The flames atop the alchemy platform began to burn silently, and the liquid in the flask bubbled. Rahm's gaze emanated from the fog of deep thought, and Rune felt his consciousness drawn to a dark, profound place—after passing through a long, dark "tunnel," he saw several faint glimmers at the tunnel's end.

These were his old friends—Helena, Banster, and Frem.

He approached their figures, and before he could greet them, Helena was the first to break the silence, "You seem to be in good shape, Rune—It looks like we don't have to worry about the Academy of Truth needing a new Pope."

"Thank you for your 'concern,'" Rune glanced at Helena, though clearly not minded by her words, then turned to the others with a slight nod, "Sorry to keep you waiting—I needed some time to restore order aboard the Ark and to my own condition."

The tall, rock-skinned Frem examined Rune's soul projection seriously and with a deep voice, "Is the incident resolved?"