Nero entered the boiling tar cloud with Ashlyn, and soon he disappeared from my eyes and my sense.
I could feel him alive, but not his location or what he is thinking.
It couldn't help but make me worried.
I don't like it when I come across such things. Things I know nothing about. The only thing I know is that it somehow resembles nine-colored matter, but obviously more powerful than it.
It is safe, at least for them. Nero and Ashlyn are never wrong about such things. I hope they are not wrong about this thing too.
Seconds passed and there was no change in it, even when a minute passed. It was about a fourth minute when I noticed a slight change.
A small swirl had formed in the central; it is tiny, and if I had not been looking carefully. I wouldn't have spotted it.
The swirl had appeared, and I am sure Ashlyn and Nero are behind that.
