Thank Apex for my suit! If she’d not been wearing it, chances were high I would’ve killed the Princess. She’d suffered multiple facial fractures and a severe concussion which under normal conditions, she may have never recovered from.
I knelt next to the Princess and watched as the suit begin it healing protocols by sending Nanites directly into her bloodstream. Instead of an adrenaline shot, a strong sedative was administered to keep Leyva off her feet.
When she was in a stable condition I lifted her up from the floor gently, flecks of dust falling from her body and onto the white floor as I carried her to her room.
I set her down on her bed and left my suit on her, there was still more healing to be done, but she was out of danger, all she needed was time.
Time, I now had an abundance of it while the Princess recovered. I wanted to run some tests on this dust. I’d experienced that exact phenomenon against that San’Dreki assassin, back at the Water Palace, and when I’d recovered from my own injuries, I’d been told that those dust fragments were a combination of Skyshard Iron and my own DNA.
I wanted to see if this was the same, would I find the Princess’s DNA hidden inside these particles? I scooped up a large pile and funnelled it into a test tube… Only time would tell.
While my tests were running inside the Mass Spectrometer, I checked in on the status of Leyva. She was peacefully asleep, most of the visual damage had been repaired and she’d repositioned herself on the bed, she was tougher than she looked.
Not for the first time, I questioned whether this while bonding process, and the Princess’s insistence that I train her was a terrible idea. I’d hurt her more times than I could remember, and this time, I very nearly killed her. What would happen next time?
I left Leyva’s room and returned to a beeping Mass Spectrometer, my tests were finished. I pulled the results up onto the computer screen and scrolled through the data, sure enough, I found the Princess’s DNA fused with elements of Skyshard Iron, but there was something else in there…
I dug deeper into the results, surely this was wrong, I went to a different sample and ran the tests again, and when that result produced the same result, I gathered a third and a fourth sample…
But each test came up with the exact same shocking conclusion.
My DNA was merging with Leyva’s, the bonding process was working, literally, and the implications of this discovery was terrifying.