The setup and the presence of the guards still made Aalejah's group feel overwhelmed and outnumbered but at least now they could look their hosts in the eyes.
Aalejah spoke first, presenting the facts of Jiera's plague and explaining its consequences in detail without leaving anything out. Then it was Faluel's turn, offering the elves a role in the quelling of the monster tides and the destruction of the lost cities.
M'Rael didn't say anything the whole time and so did Lith. They stared at each other, trying to understand their respective endgames and how much the other party was saying was true.
***
The site of the ritual, a few miles away, at the same time.
Solus came out of the magic circle feeling happy but exhausted. Her body was drained of energy from the mental stress and she was in dire need of rest.
"How did it go?" Nalrond asked.
"I'm going to show you what I saw, but only so that you can start deciphering it on your own." She replied. "There's no point in discussing it without the others. We'll wait for their return to avoid repeating ourselves. Okay?"
Everyone nodded in reply and then Solus shared her experience with the others with a mind link, cutting Morok out of the last part where she had met her parents. Vastor she could show since the Tyrant had no idea who the Master was and couldn't associate the round Professor with anything compromising.
Quylla and Friya nearly wept a few tears when they witnessed Solus' meeting with Threin and Menadion but they had to hold them in to not alert the Tyrant.
"Damn, it seems that you and Lith fucked up." Morok said while looking at the distraught Rezar. "By the way, who's the fatass?"
"You don't know Professor Vastor?" Nalrond didn't know about the Master either, but he had met the Professor many times when he had visited Zinya or Lith's house in the past.
"Who?"
"My mentor at the academy!" Quylla snarled. "The man who taught me everything I know about Body Sculpting. I told you about Professor Vastor a lot of times. I even showed you holograms of our work together."
"If I forgot about him, it means it was boring. I mean, it means I didn't consider him competition. Wait, no, I mean- Lith and Nalrond fucked up. Am I right?"
"Whatever." Quylla tried and failed to not roll her eyes. "What now?"
"Either we wait or any of you guys can take their turn. The meeting is still ongoing and the elves are distracted." Solus shrugged, not knowing how right she was. "You could ask for tips about your violet core and what Faluel needs to become a Seven Headed Dragon, Friya.
"I was limited to three questions so I couldn't discover more than what I've shown you. I know that I'm supposed to have a privileged relationship with Mogar and the fact that she allowed me to converse with my parents confirms it, but the answers she shows shouldn't change.
"Also, my mana and stamina are fine. The problem is that I'm emotionally drained and that's something Invigoration can't help me with. If you want me to go back in there, we have to wait and I don't know how much time we have left."
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