The heads of Regeneration and Immortality almost tied each other in knots chasing after Zach like donkeys after a carrot. Zach was a little confused about two things.
He was surviving much easier than he had thought he would. Outrunning, zig-zagging, and dodging the two heads was going almost too well. He had enough time to think about useless things, including the other thing he was curious about.
Why was the other head, the head with a crown-like pattern of bronze scales and piercing red eyes, just looking at him? It could only be the head of Usurpation with the way it looked. Shouldn't that be the most proactive one?
Did it recognize its power of Usurpation within him? Did it recognize him as a descendant or something?
For now, Zach could only stay wary and keep moving toward the base of the closest neck. As he did so, he glanced up and toward Yanael's fight.
