Chapter Sixty-Two.

Zorien’s POV.

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Isn’t that...a Chimera’s egg?

The large egg is situated on an active magic circle, and I whip a hand out to call it into my palm. The red pillar of light emitting from the magic circle dispels to release the egg that lifts into the air and comes floating towards my open palm. The moment its base touches my palm, something snaps like a string and its weight registers on my hand.

It’s heavy. I hold the egg aside and flick the giant tank. Cracks creak over the glass, rushing in all directions and I step back just as the tank collapses into a burst of shards and water. I catch her weak body on time, ripping my coat off and wrapping her in it as I suspend the egg to pay my attention to her properly.

“Pup, wake up” I call against her sickly pale face, but receive no response.

Tch, did they cast a spell on her?

I bring my right palm over her face and tap with restricted strength. Her head only lulls around but no sign of arousal shows at all.

Leaving me with no c