thought about what I wanted the wall to look like, and it came out like that."
In reality, Smoke had undergone an intensive training of his 'Earth Manipulation' ability on Mount Gliseloc. That was the reason why he could create such detailed works of art. Their trip back to Nanahuatl was entertaining despite having the imprisoned Maneator with them.
* * * * * *
They finally arrived at the village grounds. Smoke told Gandiva to ride directly to the entrance of the coal mines.
He didn't want the residents to see Mitleid. He still thought of him as a dangerous beast, and he wanted to keep him away for everyone's safety.
Darius was already waiting for them in front of the grounds of the coal mines.
"Adder tells me that you've brought a dangerous creature with you."
"Yes, but just as I was about to slay the beast he tells me a different story. I was hoping you could help me find out if what he's saying is the truth or not."
"Of course, I'm happy to help. If only I could find that missing ability tome for 'Seeker of Truth' that would have been most useful to you."
"That's exactly what I was thinking. I remembered that you told me that you had another copy but it went missing?"
"Right, but it has been missing for a long time. I can't remember how long. Where shall we interrogate the Maneator?"
Smoke created a reinforced dome like prison with only a few windows on the top portion to give some lighting inside. Darius smiled as he saw the structure.
"Well done! I couldn't have done it better myself. Although you could have placed another wall just in case he breaks free."
While Darius was saying that, a square wall was rising around them. This earth wall had no ceiling, therefore the light could directly come in.
"Oh, you weren't done yet."
"I was, but when I heard you starting to speak I knew that I had to put up another wall."
Smoke then brought Mitleid into his new house. Apparently, Sierra had to do something at home. She had to logout, which left the inquisition to Smoke, and Darius.
With Mitleid safely secured, in a kneeling down position, Smoke stood in front of the Maneator as Darius created a casting circle around the beast with his 'Earth Manipulation'. Smoke was the first one to speak.
"This is the time to prove yourself. Tell us this 'real' story of yours."
"Very well. Our creators were called the Tenebris. They consisted of Dark Wizards, Corrupted Druids, and Evil Alchemists. They stashed their accumulated treasure beneath Coatl City. They thought that it was the last place anyone would look. After all, who would think to search for a magical treasure trove beneath a city of Knights?"
The casting circle lit up with a low green light. Darius told Smoke that if ever the light turns red then the one inside was lying.
"The first created Maneators were much bigger than me. They were about six meters tall, and were incredibly strong but severely lacked Intelligence, and Agility. Sadly, there were only four of that generation left when I escaped. The second group of Maneators were divided as the Tenebris couldn't decide whether to focus on Intelligence or Agility. As a result they had an average height of only two meters, below average Strength, and either had above average Intelligence or Agility. In the end they came to the conclusion to make me. I'm not the strongest, smartest, or fastest. I'm your average Maneator."
"Then why did they make you their king?"
"At first, the specialized Maneators didn't want to mix with the ones different to them. Their brusque temperament would not allow it. Yet, I forced myself to challenge all of them because I didn't belong to any of their groups. Of course, I kept on losing. As time progressed, I slowly understood how to take advantage of their different specialties. When I fought against the strong Maneators, I
In reality, Smoke had undergone an intensive training of his 'Earth Manipulation' ability on Mount Gliseloc. That was the reason why he could create such detailed works of art. Their trip back to Nanahuatl was entertaining despite having the imprisoned Maneator with them.
* * * * * *
They finally arrived at the village grounds. Smoke told Gandiva to ride directly to the entrance of the coal mines.
He didn't want the residents to see Mitleid. He still thought of him as a dangerous beast, and he wanted to keep him away for everyone's safety.
Darius was already waiting for them in front of the grounds of the coal mines.
"Adder tells me that you've brought a dangerous creature with you."
"Yes, but just as I was about to slay the beast he tells me a different story. I was hoping you could help me find out if what he's saying is the truth or not."
"Of course, I'm happy to help. If only I could find that missing ability tome for 'Seeker of Truth' that would have been most useful to you."
"That's exactly what I was thinking. I remembered that you told me that you had another copy but it went missing?"
"Right, but it has been missing for a long time. I can't remember how long. Where shall we interrogate the Maneator?"
Smoke created a reinforced dome like prison with only a few windows on the top portion to give some lighting inside. Darius smiled as he saw the structure.
"Well done! I couldn't have done it better myself. Although you could have placed another wall just in case he breaks free."
While Darius was saying that, a square wall was rising around them. This earth wall had no ceiling, therefore the light could directly come in.
"Oh, you weren't done yet."
"I was, but when I heard you starting to speak I knew that I had to put up another wall."
Smoke then brought Mitleid into his new house. Apparently, Sierra had to do something at home. She had to logout, which left the inquisition to Smoke, and Darius.
With Mitleid safely secured, in a kneeling down position, Smoke stood in front of the Maneator as Darius created a casting circle around the beast with his 'Earth Manipulation'. Smoke was the first one to speak.
"This is the time to prove yourself. Tell us this 'real' story of yours."
"Very well. Our creators were called the Tenebris. They consisted of Dark Wizards, Corrupted Druids, and Evil Alchemists. They stashed their accumulated treasure beneath Coatl City. They thought that it was the last place anyone would look. After all, who would think to search for a magical treasure trove beneath a city of Knights?"
The casting circle lit up with a low green light. Darius told Smoke that if ever the light turns red then the one inside was lying.
"The first created Maneators were much bigger than me. They were about six meters tall, and were incredibly strong but severely lacked Intelligence, and Agility. Sadly, there were only four of that generation left when I escaped. The second group of Maneators were divided as the Tenebris couldn't decide whether to focus on Intelligence or Agility. As a result they had an average height of only two meters, below average Strength, and either had above average Intelligence or Agility. In the end they came to the conclusion to make me. I'm not the strongest, smartest, or fastest. I'm your average Maneator."
"Then why did they make you their king?"
"At first, the specialized Maneators didn't want to mix with the ones different to them. Their brusque temperament would not allow it. Yet, I forced myself to challenge all of them because I didn't belong to any of their groups. Of course, I kept on losing. As time progressed, I slowly understood how to take advantage of their different specialties. When I fought against the strong Maneators, I
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