’The Hydras will bear all the risks and we’ll reap the benefits once the procedure is perfected. Sure, my people will evolve later, but what’s a few more years after millennia of wait?’ They other lesser Divine Beasts thought.
"Why aren’t you in there, Friya?" Solus asked. "As a Harbinger, your life is at stake as well."
"Future Harbinger." Friya corrected her. "I’m not bound to Faluel yet and there is no guarantee the experiment will work. Unless Faluel is among the volunteers, I’m just a human like you."
"And what if she is?" Lith asked. "What would happen to you, then?"
"Best case scenario, if something goes wrong and Faluel dies, my pact is rescinded." Friya replied.
"I don’t want Faluel to die!" Solus’ heart throbbed.
"Me neither." Friya sighed. "Especially considering that the worst case scenario is that my pact is still valid and the Hydras kill me the moment something happens to Faluel."
"About your pact, how close are you to becoming a Harbinger?" Lith asked.
"Very close." Friya gulped hard. "I already had five infusions of Faluel’s blood. According to her, completing the process will take just one or two more doses."
She took a deep breath and her fair skin became covered in thin green scales that looked more like those of a snake than of a Dragon. Lith’s eyes widened in surprise and he touched her face with his scaled hand.
"Do you feel something?" He asked.
"Nothing." Friya shook her head. "Hydra scales are not Dragon scales, sadly."
"What does Nalrond say about this?" Lith’s eyes narrowed in worry. Explore stories on freewebnovel.com
"What can he say? He has scales of his own and they are much less cute than mine." She chuckled. "Jokes aside, he knew about my pact with Faluel from the beginning and that the only way out of it is death.
"Nalrond is worried about me but does his best to support me. He is my rock."
"Don’t worry, child." Menadion said. "With me, Lochra, and Yaga here nothing bad will happen to you."
"Thanks, Ripha." Friya gave her a bow.
"Thanks, M-oenadion." The Hydras were Hushed, but Solus couldn’t risk exposing her identity as Elphyn Menadion by using monikers for her mother and friends. "Thanks, Lochra. Thanks, Lady Yaga."
"Don’t mention it." The three women dismissed the issue with a gesture of their hands.
After a few minutes, the Hush Zone came down and Fyrwal delivered the answer of the assembly.
"It’s unanimous. We’ll work only on adults and only if they volunteer as test subjects. We’ll screen for candidates with strong willpower and limited Hydra greed. In the meantime, please start working on your end of the project."
"I’ll start working on the development of selective Harmonizers." Menadion said. "I need one of your current models and without cloaking runes, or the research will take me much longer."
"Sure." Fyrwal’s pained expression didn’t match her words and so did the rest of the Hydras.
Anata handed the Harmonizer as if it were her firstborn and from her grimace, one would think she had a lemon orchard in her mouth.
"I need one as well." Baba Yaga said. "Also, I will need a volunteer to study the life force of Hydras in great detail. I focus mostly on undead. If you want me to find safe methods for you to evolve, I have to understand what makes you tick."
"It’s understandable." Fyrwal gulped again, moving her gaze to Silverwing.
"Don’t worry about me." She replied to the silent question. "I’ll work as their assistant based on who needs my help the most."
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