CHAPTER 122978 Olinda
It was my fault that Shanley was dead. The colors of his aura shifted and faded. It wouldn’t go away quickly. There’s too much biological activity in the deceased for that. Tears stung my eyes. I blinked and wiped them away. I couldn’t close my eyes to shut out the sight—my scent-sight would still show me the truth.
He was dead.
Tabitha sat back on her heels, her hands dripping with his blood. In my scent-sight she was a covered in turbulence, her heart racing and pumping out adrenaline. She looked over at Drac lying still on the floor nearby.
“Is he dead?”
“No, paralyzed.” Drac’s face was turned away, but I knew he could hear. “I’ll deal with him.”
“Why did Drac attack him? How was that going to help? I thought Nosferans revered the Galactics?”
“He probably th
