Syrbarun—or rather, his parasite—gulped timidly from within his cage, the minotaur's Spirit Body mirroring the anxious swallowing reflex.
"I-I can guide you to Rigel. Better yet! To the Nexus. Even to Cekt!" The Digestor stammered, layering promises upon promises, understanding on a primal level that his survival hung in the balance of his usefulness.
At least the Brain-Eater lived up to his moniker; his raw intelligence was nothing short of impressive.
Saros and Jake exchanged a stoic glance before echoing each other in perfect sync,
"How?"
It wasn't that they distrusted the Brain-Eater, but his capture by the enemy suggested that his position had been compromised. Likely, he'd been abandoned by the Dungeon Digestor and his comrade. His connection severed, he was just as in the dark as they were.
Grasping their skepticism, the parasite hastily clarified, fighting to keep his panic at bay,
