assistirfilmes Chapter 8: Ch06. Fog of darkness
Chapter 8: Ch06. Fog of darkness
Chapter 8: Ch06. Fog of darkness
Looking down, Miles saw that the tendrils of black fog were still clinging to his feet and shins, like leeches trying to suck his blood, and got ready to swat them away, but he thought better and did nothing for a moment.
'Better not to get my hands on it, but damn... What to do now?'
His heart beat fast against his cracked ribs, the broken one still making him grimace with pain.
The system window popped up with its voice again, sending a wave of relief through Miles' entire being.
[You are temporarily immune to Soul Damage]
'The tea!' The corner of his mouth twisted upward as it fell slightly agape.
He almost forgot about the fact that the magic tea he had drank a few hours ago had not just replenished his dwindling heath points, but also increased his stats by a point each, and also granted him temporary immunity to soul damage.
'Whew...' He sighed. 'That's one fortunate coincidence.'
Was it, though?
As Miles moved again, taking one step after another across the black fog and towards the ominous mouth of the cave, he could not stop thinking about what all of that meant.
It felt like a coincidence, but everything also seemed to be working just too well in his favor until now, from the leveling up to the increasing of his stats, and the rewards he earned from defeating the guardian.
Of course, many other battles only accounted for experience points, blood, and sweat, but other than that, the miraculous tea replenishing his HP when he was just on the brink of death – as anticlimactic as it had felt – and the immunity to soul damage he had acquired from it, although temporary...
'It might just be me, but I'm not feeling at ease about all this...'
He kept walking anyways, because no matter how lucky – and eerie – he felt with all that, Miles had no idea how long the tea's effect on his soul would last, and he did not want to spend a single second more in that fog's grasp. So, he kept moving towards and into the cave.
[Item Description: After she dethroned the Red Queen, Alice became queen herself, having the ??? as her counselor and closest friend. Cheshire, the Cat, chose to remain by her side as her guiding light in the darkness that soon befell upon the realm, and became her own most fearsome weapon, helping her banish the darkness that spread from the Frontier.
The light of the cat's wide grin remained etched into its sword form, in the shape of runes that vanquished all forms of darkness and evil.
After Alice's death, however, Cheshire became trapped in its sword form, becoming lost from where it truly belonged – Alice's hand – patiently waiting for the day her companion would return]
'What? Alice? The Cheshire Cat?' He tried his best to force a laugh back in, coughing a few drops of bloody foam on the back of his hand that he used to cover his mouth. 'Don't tell me that it's a quest related to Alice in Wonderland...? What's next? The Mad Hatter?'
He then could not hold the coughing fit back anymore, falling to his knees as bloody foam spilled from his mouth.
Unconsciously, he had fallen with his hand on the hilt of the [Cheshire's Gleam], and immediately after that, the surrounding fog let go of him, as if an invisible aura had enveloped him, protecting him against the supernatural enemy.
Unable to notice because of the blinding pain, though, he only heard the system's voice echoing in his head.
[The duration of the effect – Immunity to Soul Damage – ended]
Opening his teary eyes, wheezing with every breath, Miles tried to sigh in relief, but failed.
'Well... What a convenient way to die, huh?' He chuckled inwardly. 'Fuck...'
His vision was getting blurry and dark, as the black mist around him began to swirl violently, and gather all in one place, in front of him, assuming a humanoid shape.
Miles stumbled, falling on his side, stars bursting in his eyes as the broken rib felt like piercing him even deeper.
As he felt his consciousness fading, the figure before him snarled, its arm looking like it was growing, and soon after, it had the shape of a sword.
Immediately after, the figure lunged at him.