Chapter 311: Chapter 311 : Eighty percent

Elric glanced at his beautiful mate laying unmoving on the cold stone slab and turned back to look at Gavin.

"And you are positive this will work?" He asked the alchemist. "I can really see her gain? Hold her in my arms?..." he walked to her body that was now cold and pale, and grazed her cheek with his finger tips, "I can see those beautiful amethyst eyes beaming with life again?"

"I am eighty percent sure of it," Gavin responded honestly. "But time is of the essence, the longer she remains in this deceased state of hers, the harder it will be to transmigrate her soul. We must act fast before she permanently leaves this world."

When Gavin was still young, he would hear his father and mother talk about the dark art of transmigration that was only done by the mages of the rocks, and the topic caught his attention.