Chapter 411: Losing Control (1/2)
”Huh? What's happening….” The change in the behavior of the Skinks was so sudden, so abrupt, that none of the party members knew what to do, how to react. They looked around with bewildered, confused eyes, tightly clenching to their weapons (or, to their fists in case of Lily), eying the little yellow-eyed bastards as they slowly, but surely backed away.
What was even more baffling was the target of each of the little demon's gazes: Aiden. Each and every one of the small, at most meter-long bipedal reptilian creatures, that, just a moment ago seemed like vicious, feral monsters, were gazing at the long, black-haired youth with surprisingly complex gazes.
There was no anger, or rage in their yellow eyes any more. No, on the contrary, a look of awe, and respect. Fear and Reverence. Strange, conflicting emotions, but most importantly, intelligence that shouldn't be normally possible.
Usually, people regarded these small, tiny lizardmen as nothing more than feral mongrels, yet as the group looked over them, each showed signs of highly advanced intelligence.
”What is going on? They… They seemed to be wary of… brother?” Following their gazes, Lily wasn't sure what to make of all of this. A moment later, however, the realization hit her as she remembered how she actually met her beloved brother.
”Oh, yes… I know!” She exclaimed happily, the threat of the danger they were in just a moment ago vanished like a puff of smoke from her mind.
As for Galina, she simply relaxed her stance and lowered her mace. Her face returned to a calm, serene state, she simply closed her eyes.
Her calm, and collected outlook was greatly contrasted though, in her mental state, her mental messages that she sent through the shared link with her master were full of emotions.
'Young Master! Young Master!' She exclaimed through her mental messages. 'Why did they all turn so fearful all of a sudden?'
However, there was no response to her inquiries, nor did the team see any movement from Aiden ever since the first, initial swing of his sword and the following wind blade he shot forth.
He stood still, Ryg's shard, ebony edge lowered to the ground, he looked at the scampering enemies with a cold look on his face. His eyes were brightly shining, filling the previously dimly lit room with a golden luster.
As his emotions swirled inside him kicking off a chaotic storm, his body was visibly shaking. As the seconds passed, the rest of the gang could only see his shaking back. Growing worried that something bad might have happened, they wanted to go over and reach out. However, unsure of how the enemy would react to their sudden movements, eventually none of them made any action.
Well, apart from Lily and Galina who were already close by. They both stepped forward taking either side of Aiden and tried to look at his face that apart from the dangerous cold, the bubbling anger and rage that contorted his expression and made the corner of his mouth and eyes twitch occasionally, nothing more could be seen.
They couldn't calm their hearts as they saw the state he was in. As they reached for him, suddenly, something changed.
The growing dread in the air suddenly came to a stop, the silent suction of the air turned to a halt. For a brief instant, the peace and silence returned to the underground tunnel, before in the next passage of a second, everything flipped over its head.
Turning towards the ceiling, Aiden's face changed, his lips parting a deep and thunderous howl erupted from him, filling the area all around, causing the ground itself to shake in fear.
The tone of his war cry was deep, carrying a deep underlying thunderous power, instilling fear and dread to each of the surrounding Skinks, causing them to fall on their backs, and knees without fail. Their primitive, crude weapons fell to the grounds as they tried to slowly push themselves further and further away from this fearsome entity.