Unrecorded (4)

Before they decide to leave, the massive flesh has undergone another change once more. Both he and Kamille watched as the flesh shrank even further until it was only the size of a normal adult. 

"Does it want to say something again?" Rise guessed. 

The flesh was still as unsightly as it had been, but it did not make Rise nauseous anymore. 

"It's trying to give us something." Kamille probably was informed, and answered Rise's question. 

"What is it?" Kamille took his gaze from the flesh and turned to Kamille. 

Kamille continued to spectate what the flesh was doing, his gaze carried an unfathomable deepness for some reason, gray pupils fixated on the pulsating flesh. 

"It's prime essence."

Rise abruptly shifted his gaze back to the flesh. It's prime essence, huh? Truthfully, he did not know the extent of its significance, but by the name alone, it might be so important to also gain Kamille's attention.