Quylla was about to rebuke that Kamila knew a lot about the real him, but this time her mind was as quick as her mouth and she managed to stop herself.
What she was about to say would have been hypocritical since Quylla knew Lith even better than Kamila did and yet she had no idea how those revelations had changed their relationship.
"Can I talk about it with Phloria?" She asked.
"Yes, but with no one else. There are too many lives at stakes."
"You have my word that I’ll keep your secret, no matter what I decide. Before giving you my answer, I need some time to think."
Lith walked out of the room, leaving Quylla alone with her thoughts. For the first time in her life, magic had no answers to offer her, only more questions.
’That went well.’ Solus thought, trying to cheer Lith up.
’Not really. First, she treated me as if I was one of her patients, then as a freak of nature, and lastly, she was scared. The worst thing is that I think that Kamila will go straight to the third step. Maybe I should just break up with her.’ Lith replied, ignoring the sting that such words caused to his heart.
’That would be wrong for both of you, but especially for you. It would mean that you can’t have a relationship with anyone but Phloria, or well, me, if I ever get a body.’ It took Solus sheer willpower to say that without stuttering.
Contrary to her expectations, instead of taking it as a joke, Lith nodded. Kamila and Jirni were out working, so he informed Phloria of the most recent developments before starting to study and organize everything he knew about Runesmithing.
"I’m sorry it came to this." Phloria said. "I really hoped you would tell her of your free will instead of being forced to. Don’t worry, I’m sure everything will be alright."
Yet her words lacked conviction. Lith didn’t reply and kept staring outside the window of her room while using Accumulation. Even the silences between them were never awkward, they could both tell what the other was thinking just by looking at their face.
"By the way, since when do you have horns, tail, and all that stuff?" Phloria asked.
Lith told her the little he knew about world tribulations, about how it started in Kandria and how he lacked the ability to control the transformation in such circumstances.
He even assumed his hybrid form to show her the differences between his normal and tribulation state.
"Wait! Turn around." She said.
"What’s the matter?"
"Your eyes are not yellow anymore and there’s a blue one opened on your forehead."
"Yeah, it opened while we were in Kulah’s underground facility, but it does nothing, just like the others." Lith shared with her the details about his sudden ability to understand the Golems’ language and the messages he had received.
Thanks to Solus’s talk with Mogar, now Lith knew that somehow even his understanding of the Odi language was related to his tribulation, just like the eyes and the hands erupting from the shadows whenever he was very upset.
The eyes were Mogar’s consciousness while the hands were the manifestation of the dead spirits around him. It wasn’t only his life force to be damaged, but his souls as well, making it a natural receptacle for necromantic energies.
"I don’t think it’s so simple." Phloria said.
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