"Well, the silver lining is that I’m learning how to cook and that by spending so much time together, we’re both recovering much faster than usual." Solus used her holograms to project both Lith’s life forces and the power core of the tower.
The former almost perfectly overlapped while the latter had become less hazy, allowing them to take a good look at it.
The complexity of the tower’s power core still baffled them, but Lith and Solus hoped that by studying it, they would understand the method that Menadion had used to fuse Solus with the artifact and learn how to reverse the process.
A couple of days later, Lith was so bored that he called Friya to learn if they had learned anything about Solus’s condition from the Fringe. During his recovery, he had already informed she and Quylla about both Solus’s dream and the meeting with Silverwing.
"I’m sorry, Lith, but Nalrond is in worse shape than you are." She said while dabbing the sweat from her training. "Now that Morok isn’t around, however, I can tell you we all think that Menadion’s shade protecting the answer means that she had found a solution before dying."
"It makes sense." Lith nodded. "Judging by what we learned about Menadion, it’s likely that she had developed the procedure to keep what had happened to her husband Threin from repeating itself.
"Since the core of a dying person always cracks, she must have taken that into account. We need to find out everything we can about Menadion. Maybe she left some of her notes to one of her apprentices or at least some clues.
"Silverwing said that Menadion had lots of disciples and they all lived inside the tower. It’s likely that one or more of them even helped her with the project."
"Easier said than done. Menadion is a legendary figure. Almost all ancient households who practice Forgemastering, even the Ernas, claim that one of their ancestors learned from her.
"It’s all bogus, by the way. At least for us. I can ask Dad to check the rumors, but with all that’s going on, he’s not going to put much effort in such a wild goose chase unless I give him a good reason to." Friya said.
"It’s better than nothing, thank you." Lith ended the call and used Invigoration for the first time after almost a week.
According to Solus, his life force had perfectly recovered for a couple of days already, but with his life on the line, Lith didn’t feel like taking unnecessary risks. First, he checked the cracks in his human side, finding no change in their condition.
He even looked through a window while letting go of Death Vision to make sure that it didn’t get any worse. After seeing plants wither, rocks crumble, and his magical beast neighbor die several times in the span of a few minutes, he sighed in relief.
Death Vision was, for the lack of a better term, a curse that he had suffered ever since he had sacrificed his life span to save Protector’s life after Balkor’s attack. Ever since that day, unless Lith focused to keep it at bay, Death Vision turned the world around him into a gruesome nightmare.
’It’s still as awful as the first time I experienced it, but at least I can deal with this level of mental pressure.’ Or so he thought until his eyes fell on the meal he was preparing.
Vegetables turned into a mold while the meat rot and maggot spawned at a speed visible to the n.a.k.e.d eye. Lith closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths before opening them again. Everything was fine, but his appetite was ruined.
Then he conjured one chore magic spell for each element, keeping darkness magic for last. Only after making sure that it didn’t turn into Chaos did he shapeshift back into his human form.
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