“There is no Immortal. He’s gone and done. Dead meat in Genubi’s lab now. She’s back-constructed a good piece of the elixir of immortality by now.” Yasmin had an unmistakably smug tone. “She’s giddy with it, keeps saying, ‘and I thought I was stupid when I was young and thought I knew a thing about biochemistry.’ Makes her feel a great deal less sheepish about her own escapades.”
Ferenc smirked, luminously, at mention of Genubi.
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