After a hill-sized serving of lasagna, a colossal steak with a side of a harvest of roasted potatoes, an entire school of grilled tunas, and enough ice cream to send half of Lustria County into a diabetic coma, Faluel was ready to talk.
The delicious meal had given her both the time to think and the nutrients her body needed to return to its peak condition. Filled with renewed confidence and tasty food, she was ready to tackle the problem at hand.
"As I said earlier, we Hydras are a bunch of seven-headed idiots." Faluel sighed. "I should have involved you in the Dragonhood project from the beginning."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence, but this explains very little." Ajatar gave her a short bow.
"I'm sorry, but before making a fool out of myself again, I need to confirm my hypothesis." She said. "Please, wear the Hands of Menadion and follow my instructions."
Sharing her technique wouldn't force Ajatar to reveal his own, and the Hands would make up for the lack of a mana geyser. The artifact alone couldn't provide enough world energy to reach Dragonhood, but it was more than enough to trigger the Dragon Eyes.
Ajatar complied without objections, honored by Faluel's trust.
'The Hands of Menadion. I can't believe I am wielding one piece of the legendary set.' He looked at the artifact in wonder, holding his breath.
Ajatar had never asked Faluel to borrow the Hands, afraid his Dragon Greed would make it unbearable to return the artifact and ruin their friendship.
"Ajatar, can I please study your life force while you flood your atrophied Dragon Eyes' organ with mana?" Allowing someone to study you with their breathing technique was an intimate and dangerous act.
Trusting the wrong person would cost an Awakened their secrets, if not their life.
"One moment." Ajatar stored his equipment and kept only what any decent Forgemaster was bound to know anyway. "Okay, whenever you are ready."
Faluel put her hands on the Drake and instructed him step by step so that he didn't have to reveal anything about his technique to her.
'So far our life forces do not respond much differently, but I'm willing to bet…' As the solar bubble turned into a sunspot and then condensed into a black-slitted pupil, Faluel won the bet with herself.
New bubbles surrounding the pupil appeared on the bright violet star surrounded by a frozen ring that represented Ajatar's life force and nothing else. No secondary phenomena emerged nor did the changes in his life force affect the nearby imperfections.
'Okay. Now, repeat the procedure on the secondary bubbles, please.' Ajatar complied, and the solar bubbles collapsed into new sunspots.
Much to Faluel's surprise, they fused with the primary mana organ, giving it an X shape. Then, another set of solar bubbles appeared.
'Weird.' She said via a mind link. 'I expected the sunspots to form a second eye.'
'That would have been much weirder.' Ajatar replied. 'I have only two eyes, but you have fourteen of them. What would your life force end up looking like if you were right?'
'Point taken.' Faluel telepathically nodded. 'Continue as before, please.'
Once filled with mana, the latest batch of solar bubbles turned into more sunspots that fused with the X-shaped pupil, forming what looked like a six-pointed star.
Yet the apparition of the Leegaain Eyes lasted only for one second.
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