Chapter 207 Hidden Talent

• Moments after the door closed behind Adam, Bartholomew shared a look with Lord Brarthroroz and they both stood and made their way to the door.
• "You can stay here as long as you need to," Bartholomew said pointedly as he glanced at Allen, although Allen never lifted his eyes. "I'll escort Lord Brarthroroz to the holding cells downstairs and get him acquainted with the specimen we have down there… although I'm not sure how much will be left of it. It does seem to be decaying at rather an alarming speed." He continued with a troubled expression.
• "That happens when the magick dissipates from the necrotic flesh," Lord Brarthroroz shrugged casually, "Nothing to hold it all together anymore. That sort of magick can only imitate life for so long…"