Chapter 47: The Loop of the Forgotten II

Gustav's POV

The whole thing about the Loop of the Forgotten seemed a little above overwhelming to me. Okay, I was more flabbergasted with the old myth than I was at keeping my expression calm.

Nothing was ever on the plain side on this part of the world!

Firstly, it was finding out a wolf could be caged by extreme trauma the host may have suffered. Blood had expatiated on it in clear terms, too vivid for me to forget so soon. The second wonder was finding out a wolf can be separated from its host through magic. Those fucking Crescents. Snakes! They've had it all planned the whole time.

And now, there's a thing called the Loop of the Forgotten. The ice breaker of the three. Zelta had said it rarely happened. But when it does, there were slim chances the werewolf awake to life. From the grim look that patched up Zelta's wrinkled face, I didn't have to ask if there were more chances of success than failures.

"How many days does she have to stay in the loop before she dies for good?"