Chapter 19: The early bird gets the worm
The diffuse lighting in the Great Library cast little shadow on the floor as the Archons of Arbhory huddled on the side of the ledge facing "Sophia." The spirit appeared to them as whirling planes of crystalline light, orbiting an eye-like center. As Sol faced it, he began to wonder why he had trusted this thing with his life – more than that, a piece of his own soul! While he looked into that crystalline eye he found himself lost in a swirl of vampires, werewolves, magical beasts, and shifters.
Where did he fit in with that? A power raged inside his body, and longed to defend itself, but against what? He felt a threat. It was hidden deep in the world around him. The world whispered of evil and it had expanded overnight – in an explosion!
"Wait, you're saying we don't age any longer?" Peppi asked in disbelief.
"Not exactly. You will not grow old. You will mature," Sophia corrected. Sol snapped back at its words. Why couldn't he concentrate? They were some form of immortal now?