Orym froze. His companions Malia and Asselin also went slackjawed. Only Ellie behaved as usual, a question mark floating on her confused face.
" Is this some kind of joke? " The Magus let out in a raspy voice after a short while. "If it is, then it's not funny."
Asselin and Malia also turned to the teenager.
"Psst! Ikaris, you don't need to make up a number to impress him. As far as I know you haven't been tested." The female Kitsune whispered anxiously.
"And if you test me, the result will be the same." He replied calmly. "How else could I resist my Thrall nature?"
Asselin and Malia were stumped by his answer. Indeed. How could he? Why had everyone else failed and not him?
If it was Orym, a First Class Magus, no one would have been surprised at him resisting the venom of a Crawling. But not because he could withstand the insane effects of the transformation, but because his body wouldn't let him get infected in the first place.
