Chapter 41: Arc III Chapter 7

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Arc III Chapter 7

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Aurora studied her most loyal and fluffy subjects. The will-o-wisps followed her since saving them from their untimely demise.

 

The sprites repaid her by staying at her side, and syphoning on her mana. Her children adored the taste of her delicious mana. Minuscule quantities sufficed to exhilarate them.

 

In general, though, they were of dubious utility, cute pets at most profiting from her protection. A smart move for mere collections of aether.

 

Aurora folded her hands. “Don't you feel bored too? How do you deal with this endless monotony?“

 

The sprites didn't understand. They looked confused, unable to comprehend the concept of boredom. Not surprising. They were masses of lifeless aether. Obviously, their sentience was limited at such an early stage of their development.

 

The fact that such primitive aetherial creatures like them displayed animalistic behaviour and traces of intelligence was a miracle on its own.

 

Aurora sighed, disappointed by their lack of sympathy for her plight. Her hand caressed her nearest child.

 

Her other children grew envious of the attention fluffball No 1 received. They grumbled and glared. They also wanted to be caressed.

 

Turmoil erupted among her will-o-wisps.

 

Fluffball No 1 enjoyed its moment of glory.

 

“Don't you have any idea? I am sure you are far more familiar with this place than me. I will even remunerate you accordingly. I will reward you with mana.“ Her words showed an immediate effect.

 

Her children jumped in joy. The prospect of mana rendered them ecstatic.  

 

Her children formed a war council and debated among each other. The debate intensified, and different factions emerged with conflicting proposals and opinions. Few of her children even resorted to name calling and physical violence.

 

Aurora couldn't follow their conservation, but she was sure the words “idiot“ and “retard“ fell more than once. At least, that was her impression.

 

The heated argument continued.

 

“Zzzzzz. Zzzzz. Zzz “, fluffball No 5 argued.

 

“Zzzzz. Zzzzzzz. Z. Zz. Zzzzz!“ No 7 retorted, offended by such an uncouth provocation.

 

“Zzzzz?“ No 5 smirked in derision. “Zzzzz. Zzzz. Zzzzzzzzzzz!“

 

“Zzzzzz. Zzzzz!“ No 7 fumed, things quickly escalated. Both her children were at each other's throat.

 

“Zzzzzzzz!“ No 5 prepared to fight.

 

“Zzzzzz.!!!“ No 7 took a stance and attacked, charging straight at its hated enemy.

 

Both sides clashed, throwing around innocuous sparks. Their sparks were weak, so nobody got hurt. They were even nibbling on each other's aether in a laughable attempt at cannibalism.

 

Their fight was a rather cute sight for an uninvolved onlooker and forced Aurora to giggle.

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Her children were truly a chaotic bunch, arguing in such a spirited way. So much juvenile fire running through their veins. Their unwavering dedication moved her heart.

 

Aurora intervened before her children got hurt. “Calm down, calm down, my friends, no need to resort to violence and bloodshed. We are civilised. We discuss matters peacefully, understood?“

 

Her children deferred to her wise judgement and ceased their senseless squabble, yet No 5 and No 7, leaders of their respective factions, continued to eye each other with distrust. Little love was lost between them. The battle might have ended, but the war continued despite their temporary truce.

 

“So, does anyone have any ideas, or not?“

 

No 5 and No 7 exchanged knowing looks. They nodded.

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Escaping her watchful protectors proved easier than expected. Their lack of attention presented her with an opportunity. Little Aurora didn't need to be asked twice. She took the chance.

 

Armed with her doll, Aurora followed her guides. A purple flame in her palm lighted her way through the darkness of the catacombs, past cobwebs and other less friendly contemporaries.

 

Unfortunately, her guides left to be desired. Her sprites appeared lost at times with little idea where they were actually heading. At every junction, her guides hesitated, much to her distress, yet her trust in them and their navigation skills remained unshaken. Mostly. They would get her through this labyrinth. Hopefully.

 

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Her trust was rewarded. Eventually. Her little party arrived at a ... dead end. Piles of debris blocked her way.  

 

Aurora narrowed her eyes in dissatisfaction. Her cold glare identified the culprits.“ That's all? A dead end? Is this supposed to be a joke?“

 

Her will-o-wisps vehemently disagreed, pointing at the debris ahead. They were trying to show her something.

 

Aurora indulged in their little game, and inspected the rubble. Among all the stone and brick, well-hidden behind fallen debris, Aurora doll spotted a few lone rays of sunlight.

 

Her discovery led her to a hole, a narrow passage, barely big enough for her petite figure to fit through.

 

Her brave doll went first, forming the vanguard, establishing a bridgehead on the other side. Nothing happened. No danger loomed. The coast was clear.

 

Aurora followed despite getting nearly stuck in the process. Nothing, though, that some force, and a good amount of grumbling and cursing couldn't solve.

 

After overcoming her final hurdle, Aurora dusted off her poor skirt and dirty clothes. Her borrowed garments had served her well so far, and they would still serve her whether she liked it or not for quite some time.     

 

Aurora took a look at her surroundings, another vast clearing, and the same gate down the floor at the end of the hall. It was the same gate she had stared at for days. Just from the other side.   

 

Her fluffballs had apparently found a way to bypass the blocked gate.

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