The Saintess' breath caught ever so slightly.
She didn't know the skill, but she knew very well of the Void Weaver Spider—a Great being of terrible power, who wove space and fate like thread. Among the cosmic factions, his skills inspired awe and dread alike.
"Then you must be cautious," she said at last. "If word of this gets out… no one can predict the level of attention it would attract."
Lin Mu nodded. "I know. That's why I don't show it openly unless I have no choice. Plus its not a skill that I can use for most things."
She gave a faint smile. "Wise. You're learning."
"From the best," Lin Mu replied.
They continued in silence for a while, their pace swift but relaxed. Soon, the familiar shape of a rocky ridge appeared in the distance—its edges sharp, its surface cracked from recent devastation.
At the edge of the cliff stood two figures.
