[They seem to
have stayed in place perfectly.] The elder demon sent out his thoughts as he
examined a trace of a pattern drawn on Somnion's skin not too long ago.
[...Despite your reckless tests.]
"Yeah, and I
feel better than ever. Like... I had a force locked down somewhere deep
inside and it's now
flowing freely in my veins."
He'd been testing his limits lately, and the things he could do, the things
he understood now... It wasn't just the training Khepre
had put him through; there was something in these patterns that had unlocked
something from within. Something like an understanding of his own power. He
felt like he could even take on the Hunter on even terms now.
[You must thank Llyr for his work.]
"I will, if I
ever see him again."
Nion paused, "You said he was on the run."
Nion didn't understand why a demon of his skill had to be so careful. His
magics were amazing.
[Yes. And do not
get careless with this. You still have limits.]
"I know, uncle. I may be undetectable but the traces I leave behind aren't.
I'm not a child."
He had been a commander in an army in his time, and yet the elder demon
could always make him feel like a youngster again.
[You wish you
weren't. But you still have so much to learn.] He sighed in Nion's mind.
"Hey, I have the
Claymore with me. I'll be fine."
[I hope so. Because what I am attempting will take more time.]
[And yet the
world is unraveling at such fast pace that it has already taken it's first
step. Time is running out.]
He knew there were new players in the game now.
"What do you
mean?" Nion turned to his mentor but the small demon was already gone.
The demon cursed under his breath.
"When will he
learn to not speak in riddles?" Somnion mumbled to himself.