Chapter 803: Night Mission
Chapter 803: Night Mission
Mabel’s fingers rested lightly against Nyxie’s back. The small dragon leaned into the touch, still pleased with herself, apparently unaware or unconcerned with the full implications of what she had done.Liam, meanwhile, was already thinking.
His irritation had shifted into analysis, though the faint ache in his head remained. What he experienced raised more questions than answers.
Was the memory sharing something Nyxie could do because she was a Nyxarion? If so, then this skill belonged specifically to her nature. Nyxarions were tied to death, shadow, Myst balance, and strange forms of growth that Liam still did not fully understand. It was possible her species had always possessed deeper memory resonance, and she had only become capable of using it now because her bond with him had strengthened.
Or was it because she was his shadow?
Extraction had already proven that Liam’s shadows were not simple summons. They were stored through him, sustained through dark magic, shaped by Myst, and tied to his own growth. If memory sharing came from that bond rather than Nyxie’s species, then perhaps his other shadows might eventually do the same once they reached a certain level of power, intelligence, or stability.
Smoke could not do it now. Liam was certain of that. The wolf was intelligent in the way a hunting beast could be intelligent, but he did not possess Nyxie’s layered awareness.
Still, the possibility remained.
If it was the former, then only Nyxie could perform it because she was Nyxie.
If it was the latter, then every powerful enough shadow might one day become not just a combat asset, but an information-gathering extension of Liam’s will.
Then again, it could be neither.
It could be something born specifically from Nyxie’s nature and Liam’s bond together, a skill that existed only because she was a Nyxarion turned shadow under a dark mage who had recently ascended and deepened his connection to her.
The fact that she had triggered it herself mattered. Liam had not pulled those memories from her. He had not opened the connection intentionally. She had done it under her own will, in direct response to his criticism.
That made him lean toward the former.
But leaning was not knowing.
He looked at Nyxie, who looked far too proud for someone who had just assaulted his mind with five days of unfiltered observation and multiple privacy violations.