Twilight of a Hybrid, стр. 65
Geraldus stroked his chin. “Yes, I wonder that too.”
“What are you people talking about?” asked Sora.
“Here.” Valverno walked over to Flarefur, who released the book from his feathers. Valverno grabbed the book and walked over to Sora. He opened the pages and showed her several of the pictures of dead creatures brought to life using his blood as the same power source. He explained written in the notes of each creature being labeled “Project Failure.” And he went to say about his own experimentation in his embryo form on the last few pages, with him being named “Vaeludar” by the two scientists and him being described a “Project Failure” as well.
By hearing this shocking news, Sora flared great anger in her eyes just the way Valverno reacted when he heard this news from Marina reading it. However, Sora didn’t flare up completely and swinging her weapons in anger. She just showed extreme anger and didn’t do anything violent. She just showed her anger to the other people.
Even listening to this again, Valverno couldn’t bear the thought of him being as lab rat. He spent seventeen years thinking Ralenskrit and Belverda were his parents, only to find out the two scientists were nothing but scientists experimenting on him and creating dozens of undead mutated-bodied creatures.
“Another reason you must reclaim those body parts of yours,” said Sora. “They hold parts of your half, godly power the Shadow Men ripped from your foot, arm, and chest. Godlike power only and only you can process, my brother. Without your godly-body parts on your body, you won’t be able to annihilate this ancient Shadow King. Lord. Or whatever ancient beings are called these days.”
“And the question is where to find those?” Valverno gave the book back to Flarefur, who placed the book under his wings. “One armor artifact is for certain going to be down here. But the final one is going to be somewhere down in the southern part of the island.”
“How to you propose we find it?” asked Flarefur, folding his wings. “It is not like it is going to find us. Is it?”
Valverno already knew the answer to that and willing to risk dimming the fireballs in the ceiling floating above the city. He raised his hand toward the soaring, flaring fireballs and his mind reached out toward it.
A soft wind gushed from Valverno’s hand. At first, the wind started out as a weak presence around the group then grew stronger three times the amount of energy gushing around them.
The fireballs above them, floating in the air and lighting the dark city, started to grow smaller and smaller with each passing second. As bright like the sun, the fireballs shrunk and darkened the room.
“What are you doing?” asked Marina. “You’re going to leave us in the dark.”
“The last time we found this thing,” said Valverno, raising his right hand to show the other people. His right arm that had absorbed the gauntlet he found in the other underground cave. “We were underground, and there was a light from the surface that somehow pointed to where this gauntlet was. And there is a crevasse up there, which would mean the light from the surface world will light our way.”
Valverno clapped his hands together and everything went silent.
Darkness stirred the underground world.
Then a small glimpse of light spurred from the ceiling covering the city from the surface world. White-blue rays of light glimmered through the crevasse. Natural light from the world above the buried city shined through the darkness and the city was shown again, without the use of magic-using or any manmade fire.
Most of the light was reflecting toward of what-would-be-the-northern side of the city.
“So let the fire die and let the light be reborn,” said Valverno.
“That’s good,” muttered Sora.
The hybrid shuddered his shoulders. “I don’t know, but I have a feeling we have entered a different dimension.”
“I am having the same feeling, too,” said Sora, “but it just maybe I’m just using my imagination.”
Valverno studied where how wide the lightness was glimmering and how far it spread. It looked like a river flowing from the ceiling of the underground city but without the water. Instead of a thin light pointing to a single spot, this was a far stretch light spreading out too long to locate the exact spot for the next armor artifact, but at least he knew where to go.
Looking ahead of them, Valverno took the first time in the right direction he where he would find the next armor artifact he would reattach to his body.
A howl echoed in the dimming lightness. Shivering and scary as an owl hooting under a blankness night, many howls roared across the city.
Then glittering eyes glaring like a lion preying in the night popped from the empty buildings. Hissing and whispering growls hurled and teeth were heard chopping and metals of manmade weapons banged through the ears of the people.
Just then the eyes grew from glow-in-the-dark floating like fireflies to full bodied, two-to-four legged, multihued-headed creatures. Each took a different form with different legs with horses’ legs on a Minotaur’s body or a Centaur with half a body of a horse and a bull. Or even Basilisks with the head of a chicken but the wings of a baby Pegasus and a snake tail with human’s hair at the pointy end.
Many different creatures had different body parts of different mythical creatures that appeared to have been sowed.
Valverno looked in horror as his gazed into the eyes of dozens to hundreds of these multi-bodied creatures. He just knew what these creatures were: the Soulless Beasts created by the two scientists that experimented on Valverno: Ralenskrit