It was as if he had suddenly realized something.
Yet it was also as if he had realized nothing at all.
His eyes stared blankly at the constantly flowing words.
An indescribable feeling involuntarily welled up within Fredos Kalgra's mind.
It was an immensely complex sense of joy!
It came from his instincts!
His instincts silently told him that the contents recorded within this scroll would be of immense benefit to him!
He could even vaguely sense it.
Deep within his mind, some inexplicable information was rapidly taking root...
Making him instinctively focus even more attention on the scroll!
Just as he felt that he might be on the verge of understanding something...
It was at that moment.
An undisguised sound entered his ears, clearly caught by him.
Then, after briefly calculating the sound's path of movement.
Fredos immediately concluded that it was the sound of other slaves walking.
And the other party was leisurely heading this way!
At that moment.
Without the slightest hesitation or delay, with an efficiency that even surprised himself.
He decisively used both hands and feet to rapidly dig at the ground, intending to excavate a hole and bury the faintly glowing scroll in his hand!
The sight made him look like a bedraggled wild dog.
Even the hard shards of stone mixed into the soil could not slow him by the slightest bit.
Thus.
During that frantic digging.
Although his palms had long since grown thick calluses from years of labor and would not easily be damaged, they were still slashed bloody by the sharp stones!
The Psionics naturally possessed by him as a Githyanki also produced an effect similar to a Silence Field at that moment, smothering all the noise created by his actions within the cave and preventing it from spreading out