As Alaric exited Jean's quarters, an illusion formation hiding him from the world as he did, he mulled over what happened.
'I'm part slime now... maybe it'll give me stronger abilities somehow,' Alaric thought.
Realistically, it was already a pretty decisive combat advantage. The part of him that was pierced through before, couldn't be pierced through again. He could absorb any material on the fly... and maybe...
'No, that's ridiculous.'
Alaric pushed a few ridiculous thoughts out of his mind and began to get himself in order.
"It's late. I'll visit Mike and sleep. Without being well rested, the enemy will completely destroy my kingdom."
Although a government official, he lived in his house alongside his family, unlike the others.
All of the others chose to live well inside the castle.
Soon, Alaric arrived in his office and activated one of the many call cards around him.
