Chapter 577: The Name That Follows
Silence settled over the shrine like a second skin.
No one moved.
The weight of what had just been said lingered in the air.
Sophia stood very still, her gaze lowered to the parchments spread across the table, though she wasn't truly seeing them anymore.
Her mind had already drifted far from the room.
The West...the Blood Moon Pack.
Her fingers curled slightly at her sides.
Could it be…?
Her chest tightened, a slow, creeping pressure that made it harder to breathe properly.
Could it be she was from the west? If the corpse plant was something that was grown in the west and was really a part of what had been in the vial...there was every probability she was from the west.
"This corpse plant, can it be used to make a green tonic?" Lysander asked.
"I'm going to be honest, I don't know much about the plant, so I can't say for sure," Annabeth told him.
Madam Tyler spoke then, her voice firm.
"It doesn't," she said.
Everyone turned to her.
