386 Chapter 386: The Ship

"Who… is that?"

Angela's words were gentle, almost as if she didn't want to wake up the woman peacefully lying at the very center of the silver hall. It was a surreal site — probably even more so than any of the cathedrals that Angela has seen in her life, and she has seen everything.

The silver hall was completely empty, and yet there in the middle, a person was resting on a platform. It almost seemed as if she was a part of the hall.

The woman's body was completely bare, stripped of any armor she might have had once— and yet, it did not feel voyeuristic or leering; in fact, everything in this hall just felt natural, and Angela could not explain why it was.

"Wait… isn't that Alice Lane?" And finally, a name and a memory surfaced in Angela's mind.

"It is," Riley nodded.