Elliot's eyes were wide in shock. His lips formed a grin as he felt an odd feeling of passion burn in his heart. "Pentos had the Manual on their side. That was why they were so powerful. If I could just beat with it for much longer, I'll be the same as them."
"Yeah," Irus replied nonchalantly. "But now we have to discuss why you weren't immediately revived when you died at the hands of Polshck."
The smile on Elliot's face vanished, hearing the thing that happens to him. He sighed and nodded, "I tried casting the skill a lot of times, but all I could see was a gray Console. I still have about two resurrections left back then, but the Manual didn't allow me to use one."
"That's because the Manual is a piece of douche," Irus rolled his eyes. "It has a mind of its own and will enjoy its sweet time doing things even when it's a matter of life and death."
"I could agree more," Elliot snorted. "And the form I used? Was that your doing?"
