3066 The Limits of Talent (Part 2)
"If I knew that, you wouldn't be here!" The Yggdrasill had no mouth so they used branches to form words by rustling their leaves yet their voice still sounded angry and full of contempt. "How can Zima's so-called greatest Forgemaster be stumped by an artifact older than himself?
"I even gave you the blueprints of Menadion's tower! All you have to do is determine which portion of the tower core contains the enchantments of the Ears and from there, decipher how it's supposed to work."
"That's it?" Honsu had felt indebted to the World Tree and honored for all their gifts, yet now the Yggdrasil had crossed the line. "Are you serious or are you as insane as your predecessor?
"The tower's blueprints consist of hundreds of pages and even though I have no idea how you bypassed Menadion's cloaking runes, she didn't care about making the tower core easy to reproduce.
"She made it to be as powerful and complex as she could! There are so many runes here that my eyes water just by looking at them and I'm not even trying to understand their purpose.
"There must be thousands of enchantments, all interconnected between one another with a pattern that I don't recognize and that makes it impossible to understand where one ends and the next begins.
"As for the Ears, even if you gave me its blueprints, it would be pointless!" Honsu's voice dripped poison, the absurdity of the demands of his host overwhelmed his usually meek character. "Based on what you told me, the trigger is physical, not magical.
"This is not one of those dumb Nightmare Safes where the access code was written in the enchantment itself. The Ears allow to input trillions of possible combinations and only the person who set the safety measures knows how to unlock it."
It was the reason Scarlett the Scorpicore would have never unlocked the Eyes' true potential without Baba Yaga's help and why those who had stolen the Mouth and Hands from their rightful owners had fared no better.
Baba Yaga herself didn't know everything about Menadion's Set, only what Ripha had willingly shared with her old friend and colleague.
"Let me get this straight." The Yggdrasill pondered, their voice calm and respectful again. "You can't unlock the full potential of the Ears, you can't reproduce the artifact, and you can't identify the power cores of the rest of the set in the tower's blueprints, correct?"
"Respectively, yes, no, and yes." Honsu ran his fingers through his long white hair in embarrassment. "I could reproduce the Ears if you gave me its full blueprints but it would still be old-ass magic.
"Even worse, the replica would bear the same seal as the original since I have no idea how the release code has to be inputted. It would take me years of study to update the runes and even longer to crack the code."
The Master had encountered the same problems while studying the Mouth of Menadion, but it was different for him. Bytra was a Ruler of the Flames and despite Elphyn's opinion of her, Bytra's talent was one of a kind.
On top of that, unlike Honsu, Bytra was familiar with Ripha's workings due to her time as Menadion's apprentice first, colleague and rival later, and lastly by studying the Fury for centuries.
Yet if not for the help of the most ancient and brilliant Eldritches of Mogar plus Vastor's resources and expertise, she would have never crafted the Maw so quickly.
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