"What's wrong with you?!" Dora's horrified voice rang out as she stared at Aether. "Isn't this the same liquid used to create those damned monsters? What the hell have you just done? Are you seriously creating another monster from an already existing one?!"
Her voice trembled as she watched Aether move forward, his steps calm. He bent down and picked up the cube that held Mary inside.
His eyes lingered on the tiny hooded figure for a brief moment, unreadable, distant.
"AETHER!!" Dora's voice cracked with fury as she appeared right before him, "Are you out of your goddamn mind?! Do you even realize what you've done?!"
Sandra, standing at a distance, frowned deeply. She couldn't make sense of what was happening. She had no idea what Aether had just injected into Master or what kind of consequences it might bring.
But when she looked at Dora's expression—pure, unfiltered fear—her stomach clenched. Whatever it was, it was bad.
Really bad!
