Shadow of the Abyss

Approaching the second hour, Ria signaled Altair to stop. She pointed over the unev land beside a looming tree that carried the face of a hideous abomination etched into the bark. Hidd a meter\'s distance from the tree beath the moon rested a figure.

"A Hearthtree," Reina muttered as if to convince herself. "First, Mistywood. Now a Hearthtree. Lucky." She turned to Altair with excitemt that dwindled the momt he saw his expression. And the twinkling of his left eye.

Lunar Chimera Lv

Race: Monstrosity

Strgth: 4

Dexterity: 6

Constitution: 0

Wisdom: 5

Charisma:

Mana:

Resistance: N/A

Weakness: N/A

Skill: Frigid [E], Photon Beam [D], [Sleep [F], [Lions Roar [F], Poison Mist[F], Flame Breath [E]

Description: Blessed by the Goddess of the Moon, the Chimera, a combination of goat, serpt, and lion, has devoured the light of the moon and will forever be blessed by the Darkness and the Light.

"No way… "Altair muttered through a cold nightmare of sweat. "We need to retreat. We need a plan." Pulling at her arm without hesitation, he dragged her away.

[Animal Instincts proficicy has increased by %]

Animal Instincts [F]

Proficicy: 70% → 7%

[Divine Sin, Daddy: WEAK!!!!! Be a Man! T-Bag that bitch!!]

[Divine Being \'Bone Ripper\' looks forward to your next decision.]

[Divine Being, Titan Fall: You\'re so dead. What Moon Goddess cast her blessing on such a useless land?]

[Divine Being, Piercing Owl: A bored God, perhaps?]

Altair ran. Not stopping unstill the bone-chilling ssation had left his legs did he stop only to notice they\'d returned to the Mystywood, brimming with light. Despite the intse chill, Altair felt himself burning up as he slumped into the snow. Reina peeped her head over his curiously.

"So… You wanna tell me what\'s going on?"

"That thing would have killed us."

Her gaze intsified as her stare unconsciously swayed to his left eye. She leaned in closer. " And you know this… how?"

Under her suspicion, Altair didn\'t immediately speak. The Gods were watching. He reached up with a bright smile, unsure how or wh he could tell her the truth. His Elder Sister had always said that secrets are power. He needed to hide his skill from the Gods. The less they know, the more he could gain.

"I\'ll tell you later." He answered.

[Divine Sin, Archeon folds his arms, smiling at your wit.]

[Divine Being, Titan Fall is growing frustrated.]

\'They can\'t see my skills.\' Altair realized. He stood to his feet, patted the snow off his small frame, and pointed towards the Mistywood. "First, we need a plan. Can you make a poison? And… bait?"

Reina arced her head high. " Of course I can. What type of question is that?"

"And if you add your blood to it?"

She frowned at that. " My Blood? My Blood is poisonous, but it\'s a differt type of poison. It\'ll not affect the body like you\'d imagine." She said, folding her arms, somewhat wishing for some furs or a thick coat. " My Blood affects the mind. It\'ll make the beast writhing mad.

Give it ough time. The beast will kill itself. Does that help?"

The Prince hesitated for a momt. "Would this… Madness affects its ability to cast spells?"

Reina nodded. "Madness is a sickness amongst the gods. By injecting a God, especially a Holy God, with Madness, you esstially cripple their future. And there is no cure for Madness. You either deal with it mtally, or it eats away at you till you\'re dead, or you kill yourself. So yeah.

It\'ll affect the Chimera\'s ability to cast spells."

"Holy Shit!"

[Divine Sin Archeon grins upon the discussion of Madness.]

[Divine Being Titan Fall spits at the mtion of Madness.]

[Ding!]

[Twty New Gods have tered Chat]

In the corner of the Prince\'s eye, he saw his Chat explode with riling questions. To which he ignored. He didn\'t have time to tertain.

"Chimera\'s ar\'t intelligt. They\'ll eat just about anything." Reina mtioned, and she glanced at him. " We need meat. Fresh meat."

"Ok. You set up camp here." Altair said, resting his backpack of supplies down; he turned his back to her. "I\'ll go hunting. I\'ll be back in a few hours; I need time to prepare a few traps." He added, easily scaling a nearby Stinal. It was his go-to method for finding prey. On the g, he had always felt blinded.

Whether it was by the grass, bushes, or trees, he felt his sses damped. In the air, however, he found himself free. He could easily list to the howls of the winds and the rustles of the trees.

It was always peaceful in the sky.

Finding a pasture in the distance, Altair made out a small crevice through the gaps of snow and ice. He frowned, focusing his eyes, unaware of the mana building within his pupils. Slowly, the vague image began to attune itself to his will, forming into what seemed a cave. He smiled and pushed off the ledge of the branch in a dash of force that propelled him up far and wide.

The winds hissed through his flailing hair as he maneuvered through the various stinels for a couple of miles, stopping before a crack that could fit a small cub if needed. Iced had formed over the trance, shrinking with each passing day.

Altair had not be more thankful as he slowly wiggled through the crack into melted snow at the heel of his feet. He winced at the sudd touch of water but pressed on.

"What a strange place…" he paused.

"Any word from the boss?" A man\'s voice said through chattering teeth. The voice echoed through the cave, reaching Altair, who all but counted the seconds it took to reach him. Instantly gauging the distance.

"Why would I know?" Another said, moaning with pain. " Can you take it easy?"

"Not my fault someone decided to break his leg. You\'re lucky we found this cave." Came the reply.

"Lucky!" The man hissed with derision. " We got trapped. We are probably going to die here."

The Prince moved without sound from a distance, keeping his back to the walls wet with melted snow. He stayed low. The cave was quite large, housing large stalagmites stretching up to the wall as if to support the ceiling. Altair moved behind one, peeping his head over its edge, catching sight of two m. They were both scrawny as if they had barely eat in years.

Their teeth were stained yellow, with a couple missing. However, the one that caught Altair\'s atttion was the one with the protruding bone on his leg.

"... There so small. I wonder if R can make them seem more appetizing." He asked, gauging the m\'s worth.

"We ain\'t dying." One of the scrawny m said, jerking the man\'s leg straight. The injured man set out a squeal that made Altair eyes turn so wide he thought a woman was screeching. "This cave is cool. Not hot nor cold. It\'s sure to have something that can help."

"Jay…" The injured man whispered as sweat rained from his brow. He had hope in his voice. " You\'re not gonna leave me, right?"

"I\'ll—"

"Infernal Bane"