Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3642

"Because you've become sensitive to smells as well, and because it took you five steps to get exhausted. You're simply out of shape. Don't worry, Mom, we'll fix that." Nyka said.

"And by fix, you mean…" The Wight swallowed hard, too afraid to finish her sentence.

"You're taking a break from your research." Nyka had no such problem. "You need fresh air, sunlight, and plenty of exercise."

"No! Everything but that! Please, I'll be good. Have mercy!" Kalla flailed her limbs and whined as Nyka effortlessly dragged the Wight by her left hind leg.

Anyone watching the odd pair would have never thought the big creature throwing a tantrum was the older of the two. If anything, Nyka looked like a mother dealing with a spoiled child.

"Hi, Solus, can you please come pick me and Mom up? We are in Lightkeep." The Vampire ignored the whining Wight and pressed her friend's rune on the communicator.

"And I am sleeping." Solus grunted. "Or rather, I was. Do you have any idea what time it is in Lutia?"

"Actually, no." Nyka cleared her throat in embarrassment. "Between my undead nature and the Eternal Dusk array Auntie Scar left me, I don't sleep anymore unless I want to."

"Lucky you. Is this an emergency?" Solus asked.

"Not at all."

"Then call me back in four hours." Solus hung up the call without waiting for an answer or saying goodbye.

"See? Everyone does that." Kalla said, hoping to shorten her sentence.

"If you bother them in the middle of the night to make small talk, then yes." Nyka nodded. "Come on, Mom. We have four hours. Let's make them count."

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After four hours of painstaking training, Kalla could walk for over one hundred meters (330 feet) before running out of strength and collapsing onto the ground. Nyka also used that time to teach her mother how to eat solid foods.

Kalla was a living being and needed nourishment, but to save time, she usually survived on a special beef broth that she prepared once a year in massive pots. She gulped down a dose like a medicine whenever hunger made her too dizzy to keep working.

The Wight almost choked to death many times in the process. Not only was she not used to chewing anymore, but any flavor stronger than the soup's made her gasp like she was drinking poison.

"I never thought eating could be so exhausting." Kalla panted. "I'll use the time we have left for a short nap. I'm-"

The tower appeared in Vladion's backyard and cut the Wight short.

"Now of all times? Why, gods? Why?"

"Hello there. Nice to see you again." A petite, beautiful woman with long hair of a brown so light that it shone like gold under the Sunstones said.

"Hi, Solus. It's nice to see you too." Kalla struggled to get up on her paws. "You look amazing, child. You've lost a lot of weight since the last time we met. I'm glad to see you've stopped stuffing your face. Nyka and I were worried for you."

"Actually, I didn't." An embarrassed voice came from a second petite woman standing behind the first. "Nyka, Kalla, do you remember my mother, Ripha?"

"No." Kalla said, squinting her eyes to look for differences between the two.

"Of course we do." Nyka stepped in. "Ripha is the First Ruler of the Flames, Mom."

"Oh, right." Kalla nodded. "I'll never thank you enough for making the Eyes, Ruler Menadion. I'm sorry for my rude words, Solus. In my defense, I can barely recognize humans these days."