Garret's words and tone didn't bode well, but Khan couldn't find the strength to worry anymore. He couldn't think of anything that could hurt him at that point. He had lost all that already.
"What is it?" Khan asked, being quite casual about the matter. "Am I dying or something?"
Khan was no scientist but had sort of become an expert in mutations. His Tainted status had forced him to learn about them, and he had even seen how wrong they could go on Nitis. Inheriting the Great Old One's abilities only showed benefits now, so Khan wouldn't be surprised to discover deadly side effects.
"Nothing of the sort, My Prince," Garret assured. "The opposite, actually."
Khan shot a questioning look at the scientist. If his health wasn't at stake, he couldn't understand what had triggered such a serious reaction from Garret.
"Before that," Garret exclaimed, drawing a rectangular device from his pocket, "Will you allow me to check something?"
