Chapter 325: A Light In The Dark
Malzkael’s body hurt... she’d gotten so used to this that she was able to treat it as merely a fact to the silence of her uncounted days in captivity.
Today, she woke up to find Anko waiting across from her. Sitting cross-legged with another box of... things.
Not junk, because Malz found some of the items fascinating. Artifacts of something... potentially outside magic. Like the ones in the museum at the corner of Araglun’s manufacturing district.
Had she not seen those examples, she would not have known the one historical fact that had bought her a few extra fashions.
In ancient days before the practice of magic, angels tamed lightning and called it electricity.
Malz had held back the degree of her knowledge, parsing out hints in conversations with Anko. Partly she’d wanted to make sure she wasn’t talking with someone who would rather be torturing her. And partly, she wanted Anko to pity her. To grow comfortable with her. To need her to do what she couldn’t, while assuming Malz was helpless.
She hated how her helplessness was not feigned.
Today, however, Anko had fallen asleep where she sat. Malz could see bruises about her shoulders, indications of training, most likely. She’d laid several items out in a line, but the one Malz wanted was right in front of her. The tablet.
"Anko?" Malz tried quietly.
The demon didn’t stir.
Shifting forward, Malz reached, resisting the urge to wince with every clink and rattle of her chains.