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"Alright, that's enough." Athena's command came from the side.
Turning back to her, Amon saw her nod.
"It is as Arthur said. Your body is falling apart and your pathways are jumbled up." Athena's brows creased into a frown.
However, Amon's mind wasn't there at the moment.
All he could do was stare at the cracks on his hand and the scream of Zephyra.
He understood now.
His body at the moment was like the torn pieces of a cloth.
Zephyra was the threads that were holding him together. If not for her, he would fall apart.
And [Void] at the moment was like a fire to those threads.
The moment he used it, those threads would start to burn.
"But by some miracle, something inside your body is holding you together. I can't sense what it is." Athena continued.
Amon snapped back to the conversation.
He saw her left eye shine in an amethyst glow, revealing a slightly black 9-leaf clover.