Host.
Host?
Wait…
Ambrose gawked hard at the giant, immediately coming to a realisation.
This guy could sense the system in him. No—not just that. He'd asked if she'd finally found 'another one'. He was questioning Aura like she was a peer he's known for awhile.
'Do you know this guy?'
[If I did, don't you think I would've mentioned something?]
Her tone was distant, like she was thinking. Not running calculations or browsing through data.
Thinking.
[I know I remember him… from somewhere. Aeons ago most likely.]
Two system screens flashed before his eyes again, this time flickering with the odd figures they've been seeing all around the tomb.
Then those two split into multiple.
All through this, the giant just sat there, watching in silence.
Soon all the screens sizzled into specks of blue light. All but one.
[... Mikaelion.]
Ambrose frowned at the single word interpreted into English.
That looked like it could be a name. But whose?
"Mine."
