'Why are your eyes shining red just like Protector's?' Quylla asked Morok after noticing that Nalrond was the only one in need of guidance in the dark.
'Fire Vision, babe. It's one of the many perks of being an Awakened stud.' The Tyrant mindlessly replied.
He even showed her for a second his six eyes that allowed him to see in every direction at the same time.
'When did you Awaken and why didn't you tell me until now?' Quylla asked, looking at Morok with renewed suspicion.
'It happened right after your funeral.' The Tyrant cursed at his own stupidity and tried to come up with a believable excuse. 'To fix the wounds that Deirus inflicted to me, master Ajatar had to use Invigoration and it triggered my Awakening.'
'Oh, gods, I'm so sorry.' Quylla held him tight, bringing his head close to her chest and making his heart race like crazy. 'This is all my fault. If not for my mother's ploy, you wouldn't have Awakened and your father wouldn't have found you.
'I put you in this awful situation and you didn't tell me to not make me feel guilty about it. You're so sweet.' She was so moved by Morok's kindness that warm tears streaked down her cheeks.
On the one hand, the Tyrant was really happy that by filling the gaps on her own, Quylla had saved him the trouble to come up with a lie. On the other hand, her tears and him being too scared to tell her the embarrassing truth made Morok feel like the worst scum on Mogar.
'No, it's not your fault. I acted like a fool and paid the consequences.' He tried to downplay his actions, only to end up looking even more stoic and brave.
'Thanks.' She gave him a soft kiss that he didn't enjoy one bit.
The sweetness of her lips was poisoned by his own lies, guilt, and the terror of what would happen if Quylla discovered the truth.
'Gods, why are you so cruel? The one time I didn't even try to act cool I got everything I wanted but at a terrible price. What the heck did I do to deserve this?' He thought.
'Sorry to ruin the moment, but I can feel movements ahead.' Nalrond said while dragging everyone near a wall.
He used his abilities to soften it up for everyone so that the rock covered them until only their noses and eyes remained exposed.
Quylla had completely forgotten about the others and was grateful for the darkness shrouding her beet red face. Her heart pounded so hard that she was afraid that it would betray their presence.
Then, a figure stepped into the corridor and her blood froze.
The creature stood over 3 meters (10') tall, with a humanoid body covered in small blood-colored scales. A single red eye right in the middle of the forehead shone with an ominous light that moved around the corridor's walls as if it could pierce through them.
Three sets of short curved horns emerged from her head, cheekbones, and the sides of her chin. Her massive upper body was covered solely by a black scaled sash that protected and compressed her breasts, revealing the creature as a female.
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