Chapter 10: Miracle (1/2)
Ania could not explain why but the golden face did not scare her at all. For some reason, she even safe and warm in its presence. Her hand instinctively rose up inside the sack to try and caress that face, but an indescribable sensation forced her to stop partway.
”Are you… a God?” Ania whispered with a hint of reverence. Everyone had heard the stories of how the Gods once wandered the mortal planes. However, it had been a long time in human history since anyone had claimed to have ever seen a God. Leaving them to become something of a myth or legend rather than real.
Colt hesitated when he saw the look in Ania's eyes. He knew she was an NPC, but it was all just so lifelike that it made him feel uncomfortable. 'It's just a game. I just need to complete this quest and figure out what to do next.' Colt quietly told himself. 'Ugh, this is going to be so cringe-worthy.'
”I am Exile. I have heard your prayer and come to your aid. If you wish to be free, then you must follow my instructions.” Colt tried his best to sound authoritative and mighty while trying not to be embarrassed by his own performance.
”Of course! Whatever Your Almighty asks of me, I shall do my best to make it happen!” Ania sounded somewhat fanatical as she praised Colt to the heavens.
”Good, this pleases me. I shall let you know when to escape. Be prepared.” Colt decided to take advantage of her unreasonable belief in him to move the situation forward as quickly as possible. Mainly because he could not bear to put up that act any longer.
'I wonder if I was too over the top.' Colt practically gagged as he thought about his acting skills as he pulled his face out of the sack. He glanced around and noticed that the one called Aegir had sat down on a frozen rock at the far end of the camp from them.
Harald had released Ania from his grasp when he had rolled over to go back to sleep. So as far as Colt could see, this might very well be Ania's best chance to escape. 'Let's see what Minor Miracle can do.'
Colt activated the skill, and a pulse of golden light erupted from his body, washing over the entire camp. None of the NPC's seemed to notice anything as a series of notifications popped up on Colt's interface.
[Filtering potential Miracles to match the surroundings… Filtering complete… Please choose from the following options…]
[Snowstorm: Requires 5 DP and 3 Authority]
[Summon Wolves: Requires 1 DP and 1 Authority]
[Sudden Death: Requires 10 DP and 5 Authority]
Colt clicked his tongue as he read over his options. The first two were pretty self-explanatory, but the third one had him slightly worried. 'Not that it really matters since I can only choose Summon Wolves anyway.' He was somewhat ticked off that while Minor Miracle said it required no DP, nothing had been mentioned of the actual Miracles themselves as needing it.