The next day, well rested, the adventuring trio set out again.
What left Aaron speechless was that, despite all the commotion he had made last night, Asha, who had slept outside, had noticed nothing at all. So this was what sleeping straight through until morning meant?
As for Miss Cleric, Eleanor was still angry.
Aaron had to admit that he had gotten a little carried away last night. After all, he still had not figured out how to please Tzeentch or activate his power.
The Lord of Change, the demonic bird god who sat at the very heart of the Crystal Labyrinth, forever plotting new schemes, knew all about fate, history, and every kind of intrigue.
Tzeentch understood the changes and laws governing everything in the universe. His plans spanned millennia, and he even knew the ultimate fate of every distant star. The ultimate fate of any individual was so insignificant to him that it was scarcely worth knowing.
This made him far harder to please than Slaanesh. Unlike Slaanesh's power, which at least offered a general idea of how to activate it, his power could respond to certain actions one time and ignore them the next.
Miss Cleric really is my lucky star! She saved my life and helped me awaken my divine spark. She helped me again and again, gave me opportunities, and even triggered my brainstorm at the crucial moment, finally letting me advance my sorcerer class!
Thank you, Eleanor. You deserve the best! I swear!
Aaron winked at Miss Cleric, whose anger had yet to fade completely, and apologized again.
Eleanor angrily turned her head away, her bright golden braid swinging, and ignored him.
That was going too far!
Although she did not quite understand how Aaron had advanced his class level in such a strange