Chapter 307: Lips Sealed
Irwin slowly followed Scintilla through the tunnels, his steam floating around in a massive, thin cloud, trying to scout for anything dangerous.
Reaching a small crossing, Scintilla turned and looked at him, a slight worry in her eyes.
"Are they really alright?"
"They are doing fine," Irwin said, smiling at how worried she was for the tiny embers. It didn't surprise him as she'd been guarding them and feeding them for weeks while the Earth Titan and the invader roamed around.
Not that I can keep them there for too long, he thought.
He felt the weight of hundreds of tiny embers in his soulscape, and the combined resonance of their still-forming soulskills, which would eventually give them their cardslots, was already causing an imbalance. It was as of yet tiny, but it would get stronger over time, and as strong and stable as his soulscape was, he knew he would need to move them back out in a few days, especially because Ambraz and his other selves' efforts to calm them down kept failing. The tiny embers, especially the less stable and formed ones, excitedly rushed through his mindscape. The idea of sleep seemed alien to them.
He was walking through the narrow, cracked, and torn-apart tunnels that led back to the massive cave with the forest, the Viridians, and his friends.
Trying to distract himself, he focused on Scintilla and her cards. She had five handcards and still no soulcard, which both surprised and worried him. The first four were of the same ilk- hot, fiery, and temperamental. The fifth was different. It felt like liquid, frozen fire.
"Nice new card," he said.
Scintilla turned and grinned at him.
"You are likely the only one who thinks that, pretty eyes! If she hadn't already, Mother would have kicked my ass when she finds out," Scintilla said. "But I can now go to your world and stay there as long as I want."
Irwin wasn't surprised, not after what he heard the girls tell him, and he focused on the card, trying to hone in on its details as much as he could.