Erik's illusions kept searching through the area to lure the creature. They searched rooms and checked corners, or better, they went there, apparently to check around, but the truth was they didn't care, not only because they just were illusions and didn't think, but because Erik himself didn't. Their paths inevitably spiraled inward, drawing closer to the room where Erik was waiting in ambush.
What Erik didn't know, though, was that the snake-like thaid was already stalking one. The monster was following after one illusion, slithering over broken tiles and fallen debris to avoid making noise and alerting the illusion.
Even if it didn't, the illusion would have noticed nothing, because they didn't have senses. No sight, no sense of sll, no hearing. They were just images Erik made.
The creature kept its distance, unwilling to strike at prey that triggered none of its usual hunting instincts. It needed to study it more to understand what was going on.
So, it kept the right distance from whatever that creature was. Ten or so steps behind the illusions.
At the sa ti, the illusion kept a gait that made the creature interested but frustrated because the prey wasn't giving it the chance to strike. Its forked tongue flicked, seeking a scent that didn't exist.
Erik waited. The room he'd chosen had once been so kind of office, with large windows now partially blocked by collapsed ceiling panels.
the system's voice echoed in his mind.
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