Chapter 317: Tiscian’s Glare
Irwin focused on the chaotic jumble of activity in the courtyard. Ignitzian Blademaidens and other soldiers were running around, some heading to the walls, others slogging away from them. More were heading into the tower, carrying backpacks. Helm was keeping the airship a few hundred feet up as they searched for a spot to land.
"Irwin, can you take Zender and Boohm into your soulscape?" Scintilla asked, drawing everyone's attention.
She looked down at the tower, a deep frown on her face, telling Irwin something was wrong.
"I can," he said, looking down to see what might have spooked her. "Why? What's wrong?"
Scintilla glanced up before focusing on the milling mass of Ignitzians.
"We need to move fast and draw little attention," she said, glancing at Hind, Boohm, and Zender. "No offense, but if you three come, it's going to be even harder to do that."
"She's right," Helm said, before anyone could react. "With Irwin and me here, it's going to be hard enough to find Tiscian without drawing too much attention."
Irwin nodded, looking at his friends and crew.
"Ahh, fine," Boohm rumbled, grabbing Irwin's outstretched hand. "It's not like there's going to be any time for fun stuff anyway."
Irwin had no idea what he meant by that, but a few moments later, he'd drawn everyone in his soulscape. Zender and Hind didn't comment, though the latter had seemed somewhat sad. Ambraz had barely cared, rushing inside to play with Mia and the others.
Irwin flinched as he felt the weight of the other's combined soulforce resonance push on his soulscape. He knew it should be fine for a short while, but he wondered how much stronger his soulforce would be when his heartcard turned into a soulcard. Hopefully, it would make it easier for him to bring his crew for extended periods of time in case of an emergency.
"You are worried we are going to get into trouble?" he asked, turning his attention back on Scintilla.