7.28 - Free Booze
The concerning part about developing abilities related to predicting futures was the unfurling of fates. This was something Theo had expected based on things Khahar told him, but he hadn’t been eager to experience it. He stood by the entrance to the dungeon, tapping his foot as his mind adjusted. Before, it was easy enough to watch future events play out. He would see a person move before they should, and could scrub through the events with relative ease. Now he saw the threads. Only one or two for now, but he suspected it would get worse.
Theo squinted, watching as a new thread appeared from the entrance of the dungeon. He grabbed onto it with his mind, tugging to view the event. It was nothing interesting, but the confusion was still there.
“Imagine if you could tame something like Frank,” Tresk said with a wistful sigh. “I’d ride that bad boy all over the place.”
“Think about the food you’d have to find,” Theo countered. “It wouldn’t be cheap.”
“Bah, I could do it.”
Despite what he had expected, none of the fates Theo viewed ended in disaster. But he got to watch an alert pop up for his future self, informing him of something only slightly concerning. The elves would wake in about a minute. Instead of rushing to the infirmary under the temple, he watched the entrance to the dungeon. There was no movement. Not even after the message came for real.
“I expected a surge of void energy,” Theo said. He wasn’t disappointed, just surprised.
“From the elfies?” Tresk asked, scratching her wet little chin. “Makes no sense, boss. Those elves were already drained of their void magic. Worry about the ones you still gotta bring in.”
Theo grumbled. He wasn’t in the best mood after battling against Frank and the dungeon within. Well, he had one thing to be happy about. With Xol’sa’s help he could now nuke the dungeons. He focused on that and his mood improved significantly.