Nathaniel was in a big room, with no idea how he ended up there. He now had a companion, Siri, not the real Siri, but a sentient one. She exists in his head, and neither he nor she knew how is it possible, and where she came from.
On the floor near him, a dead monster of a dog, was laid with the center of its body smushed to thin layer on the floor.
When the dog attacked him, in a desperate move, he dropped a golden shaker from his inventory on the dog, and that was the end of the dog.
Yes, he had an inventory now, a part of a system he was in the middle of checking out, when explosions rocked the room.
“Oh shit”
“I agree”
“The shaker!”
The golden shaker apparently had some lightning power, it injured Nathaniel hand, and killed the dog.
Luckily, he could put it in his inventory without touching it, which he now did hurriedly.
“Are you going to drop it on every danger you encounter”? Siri asked
“Better than nothing”
He put on the helmet, and hurried to the smaller room at the back.
The explosions stopped, but there were clearly people fighting outside the big room.
After a short while, the door on the other side of the big room was breached, and the sound of yelling, growling, and hits by metal claws and wood filled the air.
Looking around, Nathaniel realized that the only hiding place in the room is the closet.
He barely managed to hide, when to people burst into the room and shut the door behind them.
“If you stick one of your nails between the door and the closet, I will be able to see what is going on”
Oh, you’re right
Careful not to make any noise, he stuck one of his fingernails as much as he could.
See anything?
"No, your nail is too short, all I see is a strip of the opposite wall"
Shit
"Wait, someone just moved thru my vision"
What do they look like
"I could not really see, I only saw blue cloths"
One of the people in the room said something. It was a deep voice, and in a language Nathaniel couldn't understand.
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A frightened shaky female voice answer something. It sounds that she's certain she's going to die or worst.
An annoyed female voice answer something that sounds like 'stop being a baby' but Nathaniel couldn't really understand.
Who are they? What are they talking about?
"The first one said 'stop moving around', and the shaky one said 'they are going to die' or something like that, then the annoyed one said 'that is the plan'"
Wait, you understand them? What language do they speak?
"I do not know, I can understand what they are saying like I understand you, I do not hear the difference"
Shouldn't that be an ability?
"That is a good point"
So, the people here. are they the good ones or the bad ones, or the bad ones holding hostage one of the good ones, which make the ones outside, the good ones and the worst ones that’s going to kill them?
"Your guess is as good as mine"
Suddenly the door of the closet opened, and the woman that opened it jumped backwards the moment she saw him.
She was young, maybe twenty five years old, she had short red hair, and she wore sporty tight cloths.
The important thing however, was the short sword she pointed at him.
She said something, and a man, slightly taller than the woman, wearing the same blue sporty cloths, stepped into view.
The woman spoke again with more urgency.
What did she say?
"Oh, sorry, she said 'who are you'"
How do I say don't kill me?
"I can not help you with that, I do not see differences between languages"
Shit
"Nathaniel" he said.
The man said something
"He said 'what are you doing here'"
"I don't know"
The two in front of him shard a look, and the man said something to him.
"He said 'can you understand as'"
Nathaniel nodded.
The woman said something angrily, and the man nodded in agreement.
"She said 'so answer the question'"
"I can't" he said while throwing up his arms in frustration.
The woman seemed like she is going to kill him on the spot, but the man stopped her and ask something.
"He said 'are you with the cult'"
Nathaniel shook his head.
The man asked another question.
"He said 'did the cult caught you'"
Nathaniel shook his head again.
The man asked another question.
"He said 'are you armed'
Nathaniel shook his head again.
The man asked another question.
"He said 'who killed the dalahar dog in the other room'"
Nathaniel pointed at himself.
The man asked another question.
"He said…"
I understood that
Thinking for a moment, he decided to trust them.
He didn't have a choice anyway.
Nathaniel moved slowly out of the closet, then pointed to a point in the air in front of him.
Extract shaker
The golden shaker appeared midair and fell to the floor.
The two people jumped back, and the man ask something sounds alarmed.
"He said 'how did you do that'"
Nathaniel shrugged.
The woman moved toward the shaker, sending a questioning look to Nathaniel, and he gestured for her to pick it up.
She tried to touch it, and got the same lightning as Nathaniel did when he tried to touch it.
She jumped backwards and said something that Nathaniel gauss was the equivalent of what the fuck in her language. When he looked at her, she seemed terrified. He watched her confused as she backed slowly toward the man.
Both of them pressed themselves to the wall, both looking at him like he is the bringer of doom or something like that.
Not knowing what to do, he returned the shaker to his inventory, and looked at the third person.
It was a woman with dark hair and blue robs, she was on the floor near the others, and looked worst then them.
After a minute of silence, the woman with the red hair said something in a shaky voice.
"She said 'are you not going to kill as'"
What
Nathaniel shook his head hurriedly, trying to explain in hand gestures that he's friendly.
The man started to say something, but was cut off when three people came into existence inside the room.
What the fuck?
"You really need to stop cursing