Niva runs towards the only thing that matters in his life. Not the big chest that sits in the middle of the room. But the odd Krilo that he strives for.
"H-hang in there buddy, everything will be alright. I promise, don't you dare die on me." Niva hugs his compfreund just to relieve the stress that he had just witness. Tears are flowing from his eyes.
He let go of his hug after several seconds and opened his slate. "I won't let you die, not after I just lost someone important."
Niva just vents his thoughts out loud. Leaving the sobbing Lula behind him.
He checks Krilo thoroughly from his support slate. Open his stats to see any condition that is applied to him. His eyes scroll through the same display that he saw back in Richter police station.
Niva exhales loudly. Firstly, If a support class can inspect another's class, this means that the person or compfreund that he inspects is still alive. Also he does not have any condition that worries Niva.
Seeing there is no problem at first glance. He taps Krilo's cheeks lightly, also shakes his furry torso. But with no response. 'But why is he not waking up?'
Lula hurriedly comes to Niva's side. "No, don't just shake him like that. A proper procedure is needed."
She sticks her ears to Krilo's torso. Niva watches attentively at the '[Doctor]' in front of him. Praying that Krilo will be given longevity. Praying that Lula knows what caused it. Because he knows that this is out of Niva's knowledge.
She then sticks her finger in front of Krilo's nostril. Slowly feeling if there is a blow that comes from the top of his beak.
"His respiratory system is faint at best. We need to apply some circulation." Lula proceeds to put two of her hands on top of Krilo's torso. Pushing it down gently in a rhythmic manner. Then her mouth proceeds to blow his nostril.
Meanwhile Niva is getting a surprise by the sudden notification of his slate. Displaying a full [Proficiency] bar [200/200].
[Unifier Ingredient Needed: Yam Oakling]
'There might be some of it in the big city market. The problem is which city will we be stopping by.'
It costs quite a lot. Looking that this is a unifier ingredient. Every [Bard] will need this at some point in life. More newborn [Minstrel] means that the price will be inflated even more.
Niva closes the notification. But instead, he is getting a second notification.
[Sacrifice a non-human*: 1/1]
[Mission Completed]
[Unlocking Perk #5: Proficiency Sharing]
Niva widens his eyes. He suddenly had a goosebumps looking at the first word that he had witnessed. The temper on his head is rising and about to burst. 'It's all your intention isn't it? I won't easily be swayed by using you ever again.'
His finger curiously clicks the footnote on the word 'non-human'.
[Classified as non-humans: Elves, Raptorian, Foxtren, Squallo, Kittite, …]
The foot of the blue haired boy grows weak. He can't believe that the slate is truly this evil. It's like something foreign to him infiltrates his slate, giving him a special power but turns out there are malicious drawbacks.
He selects the perk #5 in his list. It does not have any footnote or dialog box. He then selects another perk box with '???' in it. With no response when he touches the perk box.
Whatever the condition for unlocking any of the next perk is not going to be a good one. The perk #1 [The Puppeteer] might be acting up again without his conscience. Waiting for Niva to make another mistake again or maybe slip in the tongue.
"It's not working," gasps Lula. Looking at Krilo who is still unconscious as before.
"Let me see. Can you move a bit?" excuses Niva to Lula. Once again he is on Krilo's side. The blue haired boy inspects the strange octagon in his stomach. His hand then touches the inner circle of the octagon. A light then comes out from Niva's fingertips.
Shocked, he immediately retracts his hand that makes the light stop flowing.
"Strange. That did not happen when I put my hand onto his torso," says Lula.
Niva puts his hand back on top of the strange octagon. The light pours down, piercing Krilo's skin. The octagon on its torso begins to shine. Gradually illuminating one of the points, then another point … three … four.
Niva begins experiencing numbness and a slight nausea. 'Is he absorbing my essence? If so then so be it, he must survive.'
He put his left hand alongside his right hand. The octagon charges even faster. Until finally, the light shines on all eight points. Only a brief period, before it vanishes completely.
The yellow compfreund still unconscious.
Niva lies down next to him. His energy was spent from that unknown procedure. "Please, wake up!" whispers Niva near Krilo's earlobes.
A faint grunting sound surprises him. He sits down. Looking at the twitching legs of his compfreund. Krilo continues to grunt and mumbles. Like he is experiencing nightmares.
"K-Krilo, wake up buddy!" he shakes the yellowish golden body of his.
"Whoa-what happened?" Krilo screamed. He breathes rapidly. Trying to get as much air in this treasure room.
"Where am I?" He looked at the familiar faces of Niva and Lula. Shervo immediately rushes to Krilo's side. Stroking its head gently. "Wow, hey now. Why are you all crying like that?"
Niva hugs his beloved compfreund with an insane speed.
"H-help … I can't breathe!" mumbles Krilo.
"Oh sorry." Niva quickly releases his hug.
"Let me ask again, where is this place?"
"Treasure room of a dungeon. We … we love to see you alright," answers Niva. He is about to tell his hardship towards getting to this room. But refrain from doing so. After all, it's good to see he is alright. However, the sacrifices …
Shervo, who is standing besides Krilo, begins to produce a high pitch sound towards him. The blue haired boy can see Krilo smile and give positive responses after hearing the high pitch from Shervo. A compfreund to compfreund only communication.