Chapter 30: The Weight of a Shard
Chapter 30: The Weight of a Shard
Oliver sat quietly, his body rocking slightly with the ship's sway, staring at the strange alert burned into his mind:
[Blood Shard]
Focusing on it, he tried to will it open.
The moment he touched it within his mind, the screen shifted.
[Bellied Desert Bloody Scorpion Blood Shard 1/5]
A flash of memory stirred inside him — the bloody fight in the sands, the first heavy scorpion that had died by mistake while fighting to eat him. Its vile blood dripping and soaking into his body.
That had been when this… thing… appeared.
Oliver's blood Absorption skill was passive in nature. Back then, even when he did not want to, he still absorbed Velma's blood.
Of course, He was yet to explore the full benefits of that ability. But it would seem like getting to touch the blood of a beast gave benefits. This was entirely different from the slight rise in strength he had felt when he touched the blood of that man Garron had beaten.
He frowned. His mind clicked against the shard again. And again.
No use. It remained locked, just silent. There was no explanation, no hint, absolutely nothing.