I walked back over to where I had been sitting and mulled the encounter I'd had with the Urstnir of Napdid over in my head.
I no longer thought that the creature had gone from one universe to another, or at least not in the sa way that I had. In fact, I had a little bit of a different idea of what the Urstnir of Napdid might have actually been, though I had no real way to confirm the theory.
What if the Urstnir of Napdid was actually one of the strange void creatures that I had t in the Chasm, one of the species that had given a chance to exist again in a new world.
But if that was the case, why did it look like a cloud instead of a big shadowy figure. Better yet, why did the gaseous alien seem so terrified of when they realised the truth of my origins? These were all questions I wanted the answer to but likely wouldn't get unless I was able to corner the Urstnir of Napdid again. I had a strange suspicion that they weren't exactly going to make that easy to do.
"Did you receive the answers to the questions you sought, Jacob Lyre?" Yr'Arl asked as I sat back down.
"Honestly, I left the conversation with a lot more questions than I had when I went into it," I said truthfully. "I'll need to try and corner them again at so point."
"I wish you the best of luck in your endeavour," Yr'Arl said.
I looked down into the battle arena, expecting to see another battle already underway, but that wasn't the case.
"Why haven't they started another fight yet?" I asked.
"The lightning that The Urstnir of Napdid used against Wolsoff supposedly damaged the structural integrity of the battle arena, even through its manna resistant shielding," Akash explained. "They are giving the repair mites a chance to fix the arena before the next battle can comnce. Otherwise, the audience would be at risk of being hit by a powerful attack."
That made sense, though I had no idea what 'repair mites' were supposed to be,
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