Beneath the chambers offered to Natvoshka, lies a hidden stone cellar.
The room is devoid of furniture, illuminated with lanterns that have luminescent stones instead of flames.
"Arrange yourselves in the Pentagon lineup we had before crossing the Relativistic Portal". Orders Natvoshka, not leaving space to questions or doubts, listing a series of precise and simple instructions we must follow to the letter.
Like before, i'm entrusted to start a practice unbeknown to me, walking from my position at the Pentagon, to Natvoshka's spot, in turn, she moves towards Bridgette. The Corsair Actress replacing the Barking Bitch, then Ines takes Esdrana's place, and the latter reaches my previous location.
{We just made a five-pointed star}.
This pattern is repeats for a total of five times, returning to our starting positions.
Suddenly, a surge of black light emanates from us. Natvoshka's gaze conveying a silent command, «Proceed with the Ritual».
So we do, which is slightly slower than before. Bridgette and Esdrana having problems to give their steps, like if they were heavier.
After completing the series, the black light of Ordinance is replaced by the white hue of Radiance. Ines and Myself struggling with our walk, completing it regardless.
The white light transform into the Red of Vitality, ending as quickly as the first repetition, giving way to the yellow light of Spirituality.
I'm the only one having troubles completing the series of swapping places. Finally, the blue light of Mentality appears. Natvoshka has a hard time, is evident this is by far her worst Stat, but not an impediment neither.
Passing to the last series. Each of us has our representative Stat at the beginning, swapping it with the person we replace, presenting a significant physical challenge and mental burden on all of us, as we have incompatibility with some Stat, or they are blatantly «Locked».
Nevertheless, the ritual is completed, a multicolored star forming along the path we defined with the repetitions, making us dizzy, collapsing on the floor, conscious, but with our bodies completely limp. I could be angry, since it's worse than being petrified after obtaining my Embryon, but it's still worth it, the notifications in front of me being an excellent indicator.
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[ Beacon ]
[ Experience +25000 ]
[ Proficiency +250 ]
[ Ordinance +2 ]
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[ Maximum Level Increased 5 → 6 ]
[ Proficiency +120 ]
[ Maximum Level Increased 6 → 7 ]
[ Proficiency +140 ]
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[ Ordinance First Zenith ]
[ Experience +10000 ]
[ Proficiency +100 ]
[ Mentality +1 ]
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[ Level 3 ]
[ Random Stat (Vitality) +2 ]
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[ Vitality First Zenith ]
[ Experience +10000 ]
[ Proficiency +100 ]
[ Ordinance +1 ]
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[ Maximum Level Increased 7 → 8 ]
[ Proficiency +160 ]
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[ Vurckair Vecturion ]
[ Sodomizer ] [ Level 3 / 8 ]
[ Proficiency ] [ 344 / 800 ]
[ Experience ] [ 7700 / 18000 ]
[ 0 ] [ × ] [ Spirituality ]
[ 10 ] [ + ] [ Vitality ]
[ 7 ] [ + ] [ Mentality ]
[ 12 ] [ + ] [ Ordinance ]
[ 3 ] [ × ] [ Radiance ]
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{Stats can be randomly obtained with every sum superior to 10000 of Experience. I suppose is similar to how the Proficiency works every 100 Experience}.
Immobile, my temperature rises up, when should drop due to the cold stone floor.
My muscles abruptly contract against my will, hindering my breath, becoming heavier and labored, racing my heart too, pumping blood in my veins, draining my stamina within seconds, exhausting me like never before.
To prevail, my body instinctively secretes lube, countering part of the agonizing pain, and reducing the muscular soreness.
{What is going on?!}.
"Who would have thought about it!". Says Natvoshka with awe. "Little Volttair is so well-versed that he is progressing magnificently with Two Zeniths at once!. I don't know if that's luck or suicidal!. Haha. In any case select «Gifts» that complement you in some way".
{What Gifts?!}.
The mental demand pops up an interface.
[ Vitality Gift ]
[ Venatoris Vigour ]
[ Zealotry Regeneration ]
{Ven…}.
The initial thought decides literally on my behalf, forthwith, showing the next choice available.
[ Ordinance Gift ]
[ Extended Manipulation ]
[ Kinetic Domination ]
{Kin…}.
The selection doesn't seem to have much of an impact on my body, which is probably related to my ignorance and numbness.
"Easy there, Little Volttair. Let your body adjust to the new Stats. I've been through this before. Don't be fooled, even a single point can create havoc. Don't rush, or take a nap if you can".
I'm tempted by the suggestion, but it's hard to fall asleep, even though i feel so burn out, because just a few hours had pass since i woke up.
Pushing my limits, i overexert myself to move, slowly sitting down on the floor, rising up to stand, stumbling right away, my sense of equilibrium totally wrecked apart into a mess, veering sideways in a backwards zigzagging towards no particular destination, continuing in reverse without ever needing to lean my back against the wall, adapting to the new sensations my body can perceive.
{This is incredible!. My senses are so much better than before!. Especially the hearing. I can listen the troops chatting with our retinue in the banquet!. They are half a stadium away from us, not counting the stone walls in-between!}.
"Vosha. What is this «Beacon» good for?".
The Professor is not bothered by the inquiry, and i am not the only one wanting to know the answer.
"Is to return to this location without using or depending on the Relativistic Portal. As long as the five of us repeat this Ritual in Loutharn. We can come every five days. Of course, not for a period comparable to our overall stay, but the current one, on top of not being limited to employ Embryons from the same Level Bracket, like all of us have at this moment. Level Nine or below if you were wondering".
"Interesting… , How do the Embryons Level Up?. By fighting like us?".
Natvoshka shakes her head. "Is not the best approach, Little Volttair. The «Minions» fighting and Leveling Up is what nurtures the Embryon's overall growth. However, you must remember the Minions are not alive, they are a mere representation, reflecting your own strength and the Embryon's".
I hear footsteps, instinctively trying to locate the source of the noise with my gaze. A natural, but dumb reaction, because the woman coming is upstairs, identifying her by the scent, as i can't see through objects.
Or that is what i knew about myself, noticing a dim person's silhouette in my vision.
{Temperature is the average kinetic energy of everything. If i gained Dominion over motion, as the Ordinance Gift suggests. I may have access to a wide arsenal of tricks…}.