Chapter 1511 - Unbalanced Power (Part 1) (1/2)
”If I'm right, by using a single aspect of your life forces, the lack of interference from the others should make it easier for us to trigger your skills.” Aalejah said.
”What if you are wrong?” Lith asked.
”Either you will not be able to use those skills in your Tiamat form until you find a way to adapt them to its life force or we are just wasting time.” She shrugged. ”If you have better ideas, I'm open to suggestions.”
”I have none.” Lith sighed. ”It's better to start from the Dragon form. I still have the creeps remembering how being an Abomination felt.”
'Also, I don't want Aalejah or Phloria asking me why I look like Derek McCoy instead of Lith Verhen in that form.' He actually thought.
Lith focused on the stars that comprised his life force and turned into a red Voidfeather Dragon whose back, spine, and wings were covered in black feathers. It was just as tall as the Tiamat form, reaching 20 meters (66 feet) of height from head to toes.
The main differences were the long neck that took one-fourth of his height, the 7 meters (23 feet) long tail coming out from his back, and the shorter hind legs.
From the Control Room, Inxialot stared at the scaled titan, racking his brain for an answer that kept eluding him.
”What was I supposed to do when Lith starts training? The Council yelled it at me several times, but I can't remember for the phylactery of me.” He asked Nero but the cat was deep asleep and unable to answer.
”You have to call Council.” Ratpack rolled his eyes, feeling more like a senior caregiver with each passing day.
”Correct. Thanks, Zolgrish.”
”You are welcome.” The Lich replied to not admit that he had no idea what they were talking about.
The two undead were tasked with taking care of Urgamakka 24/7 since they had no need to rest nor apprentices that they could favor while the rest of the Awakened would just check the footage from time to time.
After discovering Lith's bloodline ability to shapeshift into four different species after the Gargoyle attack, the Council had ordered Inxialot to alert them the moment that the Tiamat transformed again.
The surveillance system allowed them to rewatch the events, but it was impossible for them to use their mystical senses on a recording. The ancient Awakened needed to spectate at the event live and to open small dimensional passages to be capable of studying the phenomenon with Life Vision.
Having more fascinating matters at hand, like learning again how to control his bladder again, Inxialot had forgotten about the order.
The Council had reprimanded him at first, sanctioned him at the second oversight, and begged him to do his frigging job after the third.
Only the direct intervention of the Guardians and their promise to make him suffer if it happened again had persuaded the King of the Liches to stop worrying about his experiments, about his bladder, about his experiments on his bladder, and to focus on the Tiamat at sunrise.
”Finally!” The Council of the Awakened and that of the Guardians roared in unison at the sight of the red-scaled Voidfeather Dragon.
”Gods, you have no idea how much I hate you right now.” Raagu, the human representative said to Feela while wishing she had worked harder to ensure that the Tiamat became part of her faction back when he was just a nameless Wyrmling.