Chapter 29 - Twenty-Eight (1/2)

This time, for some reason, I changed almost immediately. My head felt heavy with the pair of horns in it, one going up and slightly turning back, and the other curving sideways.

I found really strange to see something in the corner of my eyes all the time, as the pointy horn that curved like a goat horn kept appearing. And my tail, my whip tail, was… a little too long? It had the same size of my entire body and a little more, with a constant need to be curved in the air so not to be dragged on the ground, making noise and marking our path.

My brother tail was better, a normal one at that, staying out off the ground by little. Well, at least my tail whip would be truly a whip, hehe.

Ding – Requirements for Secret Unique ability met – Appraisal/Presence Sense Fused into Third Eye

Oho, sounds cool, what's that? I got my answer once my crystal starts to itch like hell, making me rub again against the sofa.

It was fast though, and once it stopped I could… I could see everything. It was really weird to suddenly have another eye, but even worst is that it showed a different image; everything was highlighted, as if in a dark blue background were the objects shone with a light of their own, and there was too some… some things like rivers of light going about.

Leonel, who was cooking again, goes to check on my ruckus, and all I can see from him is a bright light, a mix of white, yellow and blue, as well as some… some lines going in and out of him.

Narrowing my eyes, I try to see beyond that, and as I approach him I can feel him tense under my intense stare as I analyze him fully. There are a lot of tiny black lines going to him, trying to spread like petrol on water, and a few blue and yellow ones.

But the one who stood out was a red yellowish one because… well, because in the other end was me. That one was linked right to his hearth, forming a drop in his vast white ocean.

I must have stared for far too long because even Leonel felt distressed.

”Thilgon? Everything ok?”

”Ah, yes, well, somehow, I mean… I kind of seemed to gain a Third Eye that sees things differently and it is confusing me right now.”

Like, how my vision goes to him and his tall body with his long blond hair held in a high ponytail to a bright white silhouette. Back and forth. Back and forth.

”Ugh, I think I have a headache.”

”You should lay down.”

I do as told, covering the crystal with my paws but to no use; if it could see through walls, what good my paws would do right?

We ended up spending the rest of the day there as I tried to control and understand my new body; specially the eye thing. I kept myself low, observing Leonel as he put a responsible aura on and went preparing everything, for bottles to carry the rest of the water, to clothes, backpack, food, and sometimes even going out; which gave me a restless feeling, even though he just went to the others rooms; as I kept my ears up for any trouble.

At dinner he was once more cooking, and since I learned how to ”close” my eye and use it only when I needed it, I stood up for a better look, sitting on the other side of the balcony on top of the chairs, crossing my paws on the counter and resting my chin upon them, while I observed him.

”Where did you learn how to cook?”

He was stirring the pot again, happier that he found more mixtures on the others rooms, gladly not expired as the dungeon was still a young one.

”In the kitchen.”

”…”

He is joking right?

”Then why did you learn it?”

”To cook better”

Ok, slightly better answer… this kid doesn't know how to start a conversation does he? Sigh.

”Why? Did you eat bad food before? Don't you live with the elves?”

With that his golden eyes go up and meet mine, while he keep stirring the wooden spoon, and a lot passes though those eyes yet at the same time nothing transpire out of it. Is a strange aloof yet deep stare that made me want to look away.

”No, I have servants who cook for me.” Before I could ask, though, he continues, looking back at the pot. ”Some of my friends don't have the same luck though.”

”Hm…”

We spend the rest of the day in silence, enjoying the last meat and water we had by sleeping one last time in the tiny apartment.

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We were back on the streets, still on the main one with the glass type structures and tall buildings. There was a line in the middle were dead trees stood, and a large area to walk and travel with the vehicles.

I looked with the Ultra Vision, and could see some creatures around, but not all; guess it worked like the Presence Sense, for the enemy to appear it depends on the level of my ability against the level of stealth from the creature.

But beyond that there were far more colors and movements that I still had to understand. For once, though, I saw that the basic lines of energy; which seemed like millions of rivers crossing each other, without the limitation of the ground, twisting and turning midair like Northern Lights, all were passing or coming from the main one of them, the biggest, at some point, and by its current there was an up and down from it.

After hunting some Hounds; not Hell Hounds, just some weird dogs; with now the meat of two of them, I felt relieve enough to try and enter the buildings.

With nowhere to start I decided to follow the big river, remembering what Aeglos told me about dungeons, up its stream; but of course after a turn it went straight to one of the big buildings, a black and tall silhouette, glasses like mirror reflecting its neighbors.

Leonel walked beside me with light footsteps, but not as soundless as before because he changed to a pair of military heavy boots. Beyond another pair of glass doors that open sideways; with your little help of course; we enter the foyer, a large open area that went up until the end of the tall building, having balconies on all four sides, leading to many close doors through many floors.

The floor shone and reflected the mushrooms light, and at the center stood a double pair of stairs that went up to the first floor, curving together in a U shape. Patterns were draw with the floor, a circle with an intricate design, inside a square one, all complementing the others parts; the sofas around the lounge room, the square pillars on the ground floor, the balcony on the entrance, and so on.

My talons too made a lot of noise in here, even scratching the old yet polish floor, ops. I use Shadow Veil on our shadows, muffling the sound of our steps, enough so we didn't ring a bell whenever we moved and didn't bleed my MP out.

My ears were perched up, attentive to any minimal sound, receiving back only the howling of the wind and some open widows squeaking with it.

I have a bad feeling about this.

Had from the first sight of this monstrosity of a building.