Chapter 10: Human’s Greatest Relatives, Demons
Noah could feel the energy buzzing inside of him. The first wave had served as his warm up, but the main fight was taking too long to come.
He paced, growling as he did. He had a lot of frustration to work out.
Cillian and Sir Enzo spoke together in hushed voices, and even as they were a bit far from where he was, he could hear their indistinct voices but couldn’t make out the actual words.
All his senses had improved. Sight, touch, smell, taste and hearing.
Along with his Origin Memory, his dragon physique had manifested. He knew he could shatter boulders with a punch. But that meant nothing. He’d also seen what the other chimeras could do.
Every chimera received a boost in physicality. And while he could assume that his was a cut above the rest, he’d long learned while doing business that assumptions could kill just as fast as anything else.
"Hey, chill out." Arlo grinned from where he laid on the dusty floor, his hands behind his head. "You’re making the knights nervous."
Noah glanced at the knights to see that he had in fact been making them nervous. They’d been glancing at him, and his pacing had been making them restless.
He stopped, putting his hands in his pockets. "When will the second wave be here? Let’s get this over with."
"Hoho! Eager, I see." Arlo turned his head as if to look at Noah, even with his blindfold in the way. His silver hair glinted under the bright sun. "Well, the second wave should’ve been here."
"So, what’s keeping them?" Noah frowned.