Persephone had gotten so close that Michael saw a reflection of himself in her own bottomless eyes. The robes he wore, now slightly dampened from the plasma he had soaked in, clung to his body, accenting his muscular frame.
"How did you find us?" He asked, stunned by her stealth capabilities.
She responded with a mischievous grin. Extending a finger, she trailed it along the back of his neck.
"Do you remember our little duel back then?" Persephone said in a tender voice. "When I chained your neck, I also marked you. Regardless of the distance, I know your general location."
He blinked slowly.
"So you managed to track me without my knowledge?"
Considering that the system had alerted him about his basic attributes being lowered, Michael had assumed that had been the extent of her abilities.
'It seems I underestimated her. Persephone isn't a Supreme Lord for nothing.' He thought.
Persephone laughed out loud, mildly amused by the slight frown on his face.
