Mimir shuddered as Adam's crevices erupted with scarlet plasma. The throat bulged, the scales releasing a blinding light.
"These powers? All but one." His voice cracked, and his pale yellow eyes trembled as he recognised the passives fueling them amidst the vapor rising everywhere. But he quickly dismissed it. He'd really die if Adam struck him with those.
"Wait! It's supposed to hurt! I—I didn't think..."
However, the rage fueling the essence didn't recede. Instead, he saw Adam's maw split, plasma swirling within like a scalding sea.
Sweat covered Mimir's face as the temperature became unbearable. He had to calm Adam down and fast.
"You collected the remnants in the abyss, right?" Mimir blurted, his voice strained. "Do you know who they belonged to? I have the answer! Just listen!"
Noticing Adam's arm twitch and curiosity sparkling in his eye, Mimir's desperate voice echoed.
