"Michelle, are you really well?" Jacob asked, looking at the moving figure in front.
Michelle was running in circles the mont she gained her consciousness. The reason being: she couldn't co up with a proper plan on how to reach Byul and Kevin. Moreover, the group that helped them in dealing with Infectors already left into the deeper of the dungeon. She was hoping if she could get another help from them, yet her stupid head only got ssed up even before she could ask.
"If you're talking about my health, then I'm good," Michelle didn't stop in her walk. "Bu t.. . Byul, she.. ."
"Don't worry about her, Kevin is with her, they will be fine." He sighed at the last phrase. He wished they were safe.
Michelle didn't say anything, scratched her red hair like a madwoman.
"Girl, you looked only a little step from flipping out." The middle-aged rcenary man Laman comnted while smoking. The Leader Aasan, on the other hand, was sleeping.
"Why do you care?" Michelle flared up.
"I don't care as long as you don't call out another group of those dead n."
"You're the one to argue. Who was the one that brought that horde of infectors here in the first place?!"
"That ti we don't have any choice. .. forget it." Laman exhaled a long smoke out of his nose and mouth. "By the way, if you want to look for your other two companions, you should hurry. It's more dangerous here than you can imagine."
Laman didn't speak anymore, smoked the cigar all the way when there was nothing left.
"What is he talking about?" Michelle looked towards Jacob with a confused expression.
In response, Jacob could only sigh and wheezed out. Jacob hadn't told her the story of what Aasan and his gang t in the deeper region yet.
"Are you really alright?" Anton asked, looking at the figure of Wrik, who was walking around.
"Surprisingly, yes." Wrik nodded. He was astonished himself, though a couple of his ribs were broken, he didn't feel much discomfort like the ti with the wound in his thigh. Apart from that, the pain in the back, that was. Most of the credits went to the new armour he brought. The ten thousand credits were worth it now.
He was fortunate enough that he didn't fall from a higher height, and the sidewall was less inclined. If not, he didn't know if his armour could save him, and he didn't want to find that out. He applied the minor healing talismans on the ribs and it already started to heal. It was really a magical thing. Now, he was regretting that he didn't buy more of the talisman.
On the other hand, Tanya was in better shape, though she had so slight brushes, but it was negligible. And that remainedDavinthe guy who was uncomfortable with height actually didn't even think twice before plunging to help. Though it didn't help much, rather than making it more difficult. On top of that, Davin's muscles on his left shoulder and back were strained. Well, not that serious, apart from the pain Davin was feeling. He was extrely lucky this ti around.
But the worst was that they were delayed again for half an hour. Now there's only hope that there were no Infectors to delay more.
"Alright let's continue, we can't delay further." He said, as Anton finally returned to his job as the tracker.
They all took their place and advanced. Tanya, who was in the middle of the formation, walked a few strides towards Wrik and opened her mouth. "Thank you."
"No need to thank ," Wrik shook his head. "You and Davin helped on many occasions over the couple of weeks."
"Still."
"Well, you could help further," Wrik cut her short. He then looked at the deadpan Davin and continued. "Besides, you should soothe the poor guy."
"I don't need it," Davin, who was listening to their conversation, yelled. It seed the failure hurt him more than the torn muscles.
"You're alright, pal?" Wrik asked out of cordiality. "You don't look good, moreover I never heard you yell before."
"I'm good," Davin muttered. "And I'm not yelling."
"Don't fret over it, Davin," Tanya soothed him. "Thank you for trying to help."
Davin opened his mouth but found nothing to say. He nodded to her. But his mouth twitched when he heard the next phrase Wrik said:
"You got to give this guy so credits. Especially when he's frightened of heights."
"I'm not frightened of heights," Davin yelled again. His mood was better than before.
"Whatever you say," Wrik continued. "It takes a lot of courage to jump into an unknown pit to save soone."
"I don't know if you're praising or trumpeting your own drum."
"I'm praising you," Wrik said. "For you, it's a dark pit, but for , it's not. I could see where I was going with the ability."
"Aren't you becoming cockier with those shiny eyes of yours? The last ti I rembered you needed a couple of seconds to enable it but now it seems unnecessary." Davin sighed in envy. "Or is it you're adapting well?"
"Yeah, Davin is right," Tanya joined in too. "Are all the problems you had with it resolved?"
"No. I don't know how to explain this." Wrik shook his head. "It still takes a couple of seconds to trigger it, but sotis it awakens unknowingly without even triggering it. This ti when I heard the cry, it was like lightning rushed into my brain and instantly my vision lightened and I found myself lunging horizontally. It was like the innate ability was driving ."
This was not the first ti his [Eye of Insights] awakened automatically. He recalled the first ti was when they ca across the hooligans in Phase-I. He didn't know the main reason for it, but his guesses were the emotions of urges he felt.
"Still, I'm envious," Davin said.
"You wouldn't be if you had to endure the anguish in the head." He smiled. Though now it's only hurt when he over-exhausted the ability.
"Whatever it is. I'm grateful that it kept in one piece." Tanya nodded. "So, thanks, both of you."
The journey continued as they chatted for a few monts before being interpreted by Anton.
"Guys, can't you sll the awful reek?"
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