Seven in the evening.
Time to clock out.
Thor rarely managed to leave right on time.
Though he had obtained some useful Alienation materials today, they still weren't enough to get him excited again.
The corpses Senior Byron had handled were all very safe, so Thor could let his mind wander while he worked.
Mentor Kazi's words and his mercurial attitude kept echoing in Thor's mind.
Thor wanted to attribute it all to Kazi having some sort of mental problem, but his instincts told him there was probably another reason.
"Soul Talent. The key must be Soul Talent. What does Mentor Kazi want me to do with this talent?" Thor thought as he walked, paying no attention to the path beneath his feet.
Normally, he wouldn't have taken a wrong turn. After all, he'd been walking this route for nearly three months.
But today, it seemed as if he'd been walking for a very, very long time.
Why was the turn to the next floor so far away?
Thor sensed something was wrong and raised his head, warily looking around.
He'd encountered this sort of bewildering loop before. Last time, he'd smashed to pieces the mushroom growing overhead.
Could he have run into something similar again?
But none of the guests he'd seen today had seemed unusual.
Just then, the candlelight along the wall suddenly dimmed.
The shadows in the corners seemed to come alive and scatter in every direction.
Thor immediately narrowed his eyes. His right hand pressed against his pocket while he held his left arm across his body.
Demoralizing Gaze, Scorching Breath, and Strike Undead.
The rune structures and incantations for the three Tier 0 Wizardry spells flashed through his mind.
The ramp was eerily quiet.
It was as if even the sounds were afraid and had