Amphitrite didn't take it further; she left the room with a rather satisfied smirk and winking back at Nikolai through the closing door.
He couldn't help but feel that she was always teasing him.
"Well..." he sighed, leaning back on the cold steel bed and noticed that the original body of Lunaria crumbled into a green powder when her soul moved to the new body.
"What exactly are they trying to achieve with this power?"
Nikolai couldn't understand them, with a power that almost let them ignore death. The Nosferatu seemed to seek more, something nearly unattainable. Did they have some secret, or a hidden plot other than reviving their previous elders and healing the leader's lover?
It was all too grand for that.
'Why would they make themselves the target of all other forces, when they could do it quietly.'
Stuck in his thoughts, he rolled onto his side and noticed a map pinned to the wall, something Amphitrite must have put there. "Huh?"
