The security in front of Callida's room was serious.
I didn't have any sort of ID, but they checked their vizors, scrutinizing my face. They then scanned me by pointing a stick at me and moving it all around my body.
It was a thorough procedure that took ten minutes or so.
Once all three of us were scanned, we could come in, but were instructed to stay away from the patient.
I stared at the girl lying on the bed, cursing uncle Azzie and Pops.
If that is their definition of 'recovering, is in an excellent state'…
Let's say they were quite generous with the truth.
A sphere surrounded Callida, visible to the n***d eye, which made everything inside it fuzzy.
I changed my vision into the magical vision.
Callida looked the same as she did when I last saw her. Still a broken vessel with
