“You know what? We really need to find an alternate way of accessing the Nest…”
Leh glanced at Tah, as Koh silently dragged that familiar mask across the room, threw it into a tattered cardboard box, then promptly climbed into his bed, curled up into a ball and ceased to interact with the multiverse around him.
“You think?” Leh asked.
“Yeah. Using that damn cursed Canoh takes more and more out of Koh every time he uses it. We’re going to reach a point where Koh either refuses to use it any more or physically and/or mentally can’t use it at all.”
“He’s always fine after like a day or so.”
“He hasn’t spoken since he first used the Olmak to go to the Nest in the first place, and Koh might decide not to speak for the next few days.”
“He does do that every time, admittedly.”
Tah dimmed his eyes, then gave Leh a quick shock. “Don’t be like that. Also, let’s head outside. Koh needs to recuperate.”
Leh glanced at Tah, then shrugged and followed Tah outside. Tah gently closed the door, then made his way down to the patient areas, before pausing, hesitating and instead making his way to the administrative offices. Leh noticed that hesitation and quickly pointed it out.
“You were going to go back to work.”
“I was, yes.”
“You don’t need to though.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“We’re on break.”
“I know.”
Leh stared at Tah. “You’ve always got work on the krana-brain.”
“And you don’t?” Tah clicked. “It used to be all that we did, for so damn long. All we did was fly around and do purifications for people, and now… we literally have a team. I mean, Vikalos, Firestorm, the person who was apparently the menace of the Justarian borders, that scared the Voidborns of the Goldtorn Remains so much that they refused to try and pass, HE is in the patient areas over there, doing purifications for US!”
Leh shrugged. “In all honesty, it’s pretty cool when you put it like that. We tamed Firestorm.”
“I mean, it is, I guess… Also, Vikalos is pretty damn good at burning out Corruption.”
Tah found himself nodding in agreement. “Honestly, yeah, he really is. Vikalos is great, Retvik is great, Kayel is great. And Saahro has been useful when it comes to the occasional gigantic Voidborn who pops by. And we also have people who can deal with Kenic Spores too.”
“I think the best thing is having all these proper telepaths around. They can just… knock people out cleanly, turn off their pain receptors and then wake people up!” Leh clicked excitedly, before suddenly pausing. “Actually, I think the best thing is having a proper facility to do everything now. We were down to our last few crystal containment pods when that bastard Voidborn Ahkron attacked us. We have an entire damn base now! And it’s all fully functional and fully funded and it’s all amazing. Everything we ever wanted turned out alright! To the point that you, Koh and I can spend 10 hours going to the Nest to check on Mator and see if he’s reforming properly.”
“True…”
Tah headed to the offices and looked around. It was late, meaning that the only people present were Litvir and Retvik in their private office, and there was no one at the reception. Tah quickly checked his internal clock and realised he was supposed to be running the reception right now, but since Savepoint was utterly devoid of patients or anyone needing any help in general, Tah assumed that Litvir was keeping a telepathic mind out.
“Speaking of Mator, do you think that half-baked idea that baby Retvik could give Mator the light he needs to become Kanuva again would work?” Leh clicked with an odd tone.
“In all honesty? Probably not.”
“How comes?”
Tah shrugged. “Ret’s light isn’t particularly special.”
“That’s kinda mean.”
“No, uh… um, I mean, Ret’s light powers are just normal light. Light in our universe was magical. It was one step below Life and pure Creation. It was literally the most powerful of the base eight elements, to the point that all light elementals were hidden away or killed. Ret’s light powers are really cool, and those light daggers he makes are cool as well, but it’s not the magical light creation powers that were in our universe. And that’s what Mator needs to turn into Kanuva again.”
“Huh… But maybe Ret could help a little? Actually, maybe, instead of baby Retvik, we get one of our resident Life Goddesses to speak to Mator? Maybe not Elkay-En, he’s… not the most useful when it comes to Life Goddesses, but maybe Phovos could help?”
“Eh, I doubt it. Phovos has definitely gotten more powerful but she’d have to mimic power and energies from our universe, and that’s a hard thing to do.”
Leh’s eyes flickered briefly.
“No, no, don’t look at me like that!” Tah snapped. “Arkay, Elkay and Helkas don’t need that stress.”
“Ah, well, fair enough. Still, it’s something we ought to come back to. We can’t leave Mator in that canister forever.”
“We can. Because Mator refuses to leave.”
Leh shrugged. “Okay, again, fair. So, in regards to coming back to stuff, what do you want to do with the Nest? I guess we could just move it here to Savepoint.”
“Would be risky. But I suppose we could move it and our Silver Field from the Metronomic Ocean to the Ventra Expanse at some point. That way, it’s in relatively allied territories and we can fly Shield Six there rather than being reliant on the Olmak. I don’t really want to think about that right now though.”
Leh glanced at the empty reception desk. “I suppose you got your shift to worry about.”
“It’s more, I know I’m a bit late.”
“Litvir probably doesn’t mind.”
“I know, but still.”
Leh thought for a moment, then went back to shrugging. “I guess. I’m going to see if anyone’s free to play video games. I downloaded a fun racing one the other day.”
“Alright, you go do that!” Tah clicked as Leh headed off. “Just try and keep things down. Koh needs his rest.”
“Yeah, sure. Later, bro.”