[I'll also give a shout out to MrBaller for this chapter. This chapter is longer than the usual by a few hundred words, and that's the best compromise I can give you MrButterFingers. Otherwise, the cliff would have been even worse. Next time, Rivers of the Night castles only! Anyhoo, happy reading]
The immediate panic on the woman's face was palpable. Her eyes didn't just widen; they quite literally almost fell out of their sockets. Just behind their whites, Sylas could see mechanical parts and mechanisms that made a person wonder just how real such a perfect face could possibly be.
But, by the same token, it made one also question—if they could make such a perfect face, why did they insist on making a body that was so grotesque in practically every other way?
It didn't take a genius to understand why she was reacting like this, though. Without the portal to the Demon World, her ability to obscure the sight of the system would be heavily compromised.
