I, the slave boy, awaken with the most potent seed!!

Chapter 290 - 290: Pursuit of justice

Back in the Wasteland, Sakura shifted restlessly, her tail swishing back and forth as she observed the pulsing cocoon. "I've never seen anything like this before," she murmured, her brow furrowed in concentration. "Whatever's happening to him, it's beyond anything I know."

Matilda nodded, folding her arms thoughtfully. "The way he fought Steele - it was like nothing I've ever witnessed. And this..." She gestured at the cocoon. "This is just as strange. I can't even begin to guess what it means."

Sakura's ears perked up, her enhanced senses picking up the faintest of movements within the glowing shell.

Carefully, she leaned in, narrowing her eyes as she peered through the semi-translucent surface. "He's... turning his head," she breathed, a hint of wonder in her voice.

Matilda stepped closer, her own gaze fixed on the cocoon. "Is he awake?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Sakura shook her head slowly. "I don't think so. It's almost like he's..." She paused,

Finally, Matilda sighed, her shoulders slumping in resignation. "Even if we let you in, Zafron is resting. We don't want to disturb him."

Maze nodded, a spark of relief flickering in her chest. "That's fine," she said, her voice calm and steady. "I'll wait, and I'll ask you the questions instead."

Matilda's brow furrowed, her expression skeptical. "What kind of questions?" she asked, her tone wary.

Maze took a deep breath, steeling herself for the conversation to come. "I need to know everything – about Zafron, about what happened at Drakoria, about everything. I have to understand what's going on."

Sakura and Matilda shared another weighted look, the tension in the air evident.

And then, just when Maze was about to speak up again, Matilda's voice cut through the tension.

"Alright, Maze," she said, her tone grave. "Tell us what you want to know."