With a scornful smile, Sophia’s eyes sparkled with mockery. “Yet, they are convinced of its reality. They’ve even located the formula in an ancient tomb right here in our region.”
Katelyn was at a loss for words. She speculated that the owner of the tomb would have used the drug to achieve immortality if it were effective. Now, the drug was merely another artifact, entombed with its long-gone owner.
Yet, Sophia had more to say. “Consider this seriously. They are convinced of its efficacy and have poured vast resources into developing it. What’s more, the formula includes human tissue, which means…” Sophia trailed off, leaving the implications hanging in the air. The realization hit Katelyn immediately. She was fully aware of the horrors carried out by the T Organization. Yet, this was even more sinister.
Katelyn’s gaze intensified as she looked at Sophia, her forehead creasing slightly. “What do you want from me? Do you expect me to intervene?”
In her eyes, Sophia had changed from a morally upright person to someone who now embraced cruelty. Sophia was simply not trustworthy.
Sophia averted her eyes, turning her face towards the sunlight and feeling the gentle caress of the breeze. Speaking in a low voice, she explained, “The only reason I opposed you before was due to their influence. There’s no genuine animosity between us.”
After a brief pause, she added, “You have the means to cleanse my system. I no longer need to be their pawn. We must stop their plans, or others will die.”
It appeared Sophia had reached a firm decision.
She faced Katelyn again, her expression resolute. “I realize you might doubt my words, but that’s all I can offer. Your involvement is your decision. If you choose to help, I’ll disclose everything I know about the T Organization.”
Katelyn took her time responding. She leisurely drank from her glass, then said, “If your claims hold truth, I’ll assist you. However, you must understand something. I have the power to either save you or destroy you.” Her tone seemed casual, yet it carried an underlying threat of violence.
A smile formed on Sophia’s lips. With a look of reminiscence, she said, “You’ve changed.”
The Katelyn she once knew would have accepted her words without doubt, almost innocently. Yet, now, despite everything Sophia had disclosed, Katelyn’s demeanor remained stoic. This stood in sharp contrast.
Katelyn regarded Sophia, a scoff slipping out. “You’re fully aware of why it has come to this.”
Wasn’t Sophia the one responsible for all of this? If Katelyn continued to place her trust blindly, she would inevitably face dire repercussions.
At that moment, Sophia tensed, her face paling. Her fingers tightened around her book, and her forehead veins bulged as she faced Katelyn. She cried out urgently, “Do it!”
Katelyn sprang into action, striking Sophia’s neck with precision. Sophia’s eyes rolled back, and she slumped to the floor, unconscious. Katelyn caught her before she could hit the ground and carefully settled her onto a chair, then began examining her condition.
Sophia’s body was riddled with poison. Years of exposure had allowed the toxin to seep into her bloodstream, making a full recovery nearly impossible. Even if she managed to survive, lasting complications were inevitable. Her health would never return to what it once was. Katelyn had assured Sophia that she would help cure her, but not now. The only thing she could offer was temporary relief.
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