Chapter 493: Confrontation (1/2)

”Alright, you guys better make sure you return in one piece, you hear me?”

”Yes we do. We'll take care of each other, that's a promise.”

”Hmph. You guys better not hold me back or else I'll kick your ass.”

”Yes, yes. We heard you, loud and clear. Can we go now?”

”Yes we can. Let's get this over with.”

And with that said, Floyd, Juniper, Edward, Mira and Ryan waved goodbye to rest and signed off their names before walking towards the gates of Tartarus. This team of five is all of the people who volunteered to go for the first rotation in this Unit Mission.

The Unit Mission is as follows: Kill 20 Imps and patrol the route shown on to the mission. Upon return, they must bring back the ears of every Imps they killed as proof and must report anything that looks out of place within the patrol route.

Procuring the ears is a necessity for the mission, should they return without it, the mission will be considered as a failure and everyone on the Unit will have a failed marking on their records. Since they are considered as Freshmen - disciples who have been on the sect for less than five years, they are still exempted from the penalty of failing a mission.

The rewards of the mission is a bit stingy. It only gives them 250 Unit Merit Points. That's like ten merit points each Imps they killed and another fifty for the patrol. Considering the risks of this mission, specially since they're freshmen, this amount truly is little. No wonder no one was going for it.

Good thing they're only doing this for experience. Once they get used to the drive, it's very unlikely for any of them to go after such high-risk, low-reward missions in the future.

After watching their backs disappear due to the thick fog of the Devil's Cradle, the people sent them off: Raven, Franklin, and Pyra turned around and started walking back towards the base. Although some of them are still relatively nervous for the group who just left, they have nothing else to do other than to believe in their abilities.

Pyra, who's walking beside Raven, started fidgeting. She felt incredibly hesitant at first before finally making up her mind. She gently gave Raven's sleeve a tug, wanting to catch his attention. Of course, Raven looked at her weirdly and raised a brow.

She inhaled sharply and seemingly regretting her decision but she held on and looked at him.

Pyra then said: ”We need to talk.”

Franklin saw this interaction and remained silent. He had some thoughts about this situation but he preferred to keep them to himself since he's not really involved. If anything, he wishes that this talk of theirs would solve the problem between them.

Raven was surprised at first. Memories of every shit Mira did so far came rushing through his head. He's about to say something very, very rude but he stopped himself. Instead, his pupils glowed with shades of multiple colors and gazed straight into Pyra's eyes.

'Purple stands for Hesitation, Green means that she doesn't have any ill thoughts. Sparks of white means that her intentions are pure, while streaks of black tendrils meant Distress.'

'This one appears to be the more reasonable one. I don't see why not. I'll hear what she has to say.'

”Let's get back to the base first. You pick where and when, I'll come.”

This was Raven's reply to her, Pyra bit her lips and forcefully nodded her head. The three then continued heading back to the base.

Upon their return, the rest of the team were either resting on their rooms or out and exploring. The sentry constructs are still patrolling the base. Raven then looked at Pyra and saw her nodding at him. He then nodded back and followed her through one of the empty rooms within the base.

There was a table and chairs in there ready for them to use. Both of them sat on the chairs provided, facing each other.

Raven was visibly relaxed while Pyra appeared very uncomfortable. Raven's still monitoring her conditions using his ocular technique and saw that her colors surrounding her never really changed but the influences for each colors did. Now, it would seem that her distress is approaching dangerous levels. This is represented by the increasingly large numbers of black tendrils coming off of her body.

Green was still present as well as the white sparks, meaning that she didn't truly have any ill thoughts and her intentions are pure. The Purple color which represented Hesitation still remained and it's a bit more defined compared before, meaning that she's greatly hesitating right now.