Adam compartmentalized his mind, but it wasn’t exactly like he’d done long ago. If he had to describe the difference it would be to say that while he was in the System Matrix whenever he created copies of himself and sent them off he felt like he hadn’t lost anything. The separations had felt clean and distinct. This time when he compartmentalized his mind into four parts, one watching each screen with a fourth set aside to process what the other three parts of his mind were experiencing, he could still feel the connections. With just a little focus, that fourth aspect could flow into and out of the other three.
Adam held onto that feeling and then brought his focus back to his body. Immediately he noticed that his ability to accelerate time while in his Mindspace was gone but those four fragments of himself allowed him to seamlessly view his Normal, Aura Sight, and True Sight without having to switch back and forth between them. The information was distinct, manageable, and didn’t clutter his sight.
Adam moved his focus back into this Mindspace. He realized he should have done this a long time ago. He hadn’t been bringing his “A” game since being reincarnated here. He was going to have to change that starting now. He fractured his mentality into three more pieces for seven total. The first three were set to monitor his various senses and sensory-enhancing abilities. The fourth was set to monitor his combat logs while a fifth was set to start collating the data so he could get a true breakdown of how the various Steps and Ranks within each Step compared to each other. He had an idea of course but he wanted to quantify it as much as possible. He knew he was being slightly hypocritical. His nature after all had embraced chaos and now he was trying to put some order to that chaos. He comforted himself with the thought that order was also an aspect of chaos.
Adam’s fourth fragment of consciousness was assigned to watch his Combat logs and messages and flag anything immediately important during a combat situation that he might need to react to immediately. His fifth fragment of consciousness was set to monitor his nanite interface and the quantum entanglement link there. His six fragment of consciousness was left in the Mindspace to monitor the other five, converse with Hal if necessary and correlate the data that was coming in. It was set to adjust the flow of time within his Mindspace so that he should be able to react quickly when necessary. For his first test, he started his Mindspace running at 10 times the speed outside of his Mindspace and brought the fragment of his Consciousness mind that he thought of as the controller back into the real world.
Immediately he felt more like he had while he was in the System Matrix. He increased the speed in his Mindspace to 100 times normal what he was perceiving in the tube he was rushing through. For every second that passed in the real world almost one minute and forty seconds were passing in his Mindspace passed out here. What he’d done didn’t seem to be related to an ability so there didn’t seem to be a mana cost. Why wouldn’t everyone think like this? Adam received a message that popped into his mind like telepathy. It was like a prompt, but it didn’t clutter his vision.
“Not everyone is as rigidly focused as you are, nor do many have the ability ‘Perfect Memory.’ Your ability to perfectly remember everything gives you a distinct advantage when it comes to mental prowess and control,” Hal said.
Another thought from one of my fragments was pushed forward based on its review of my interactions with Tash’Vaylar. It recommended that he increase Technomancy and utilize it again on the device he’d recovered from the Atlantean he’d first encountered upon entering this Great Ocean. If abilities are only limited to detecting that which is common to their Step or lower, his previous use of Technomancy most likely missed something as it was only at Step-1 Rank when he’d utilized it.
Additionally, as his fragment had run through his memories the fragment ran across a statement made by Hal. If Hal could not divulge information that was not at least equal to his rank unless I’d been affected by it, how did it know that the highest rank of a creature living or dead was Step-7? That fragment of my consciousness posited that the only thing that could have affected me that Hal did not know the rank of was the device that had originally brought him into this Universe when it destroyed the original System Matrix.
Adam thought about it for a moment and agreed that the assumption made sense but would need to make sure if he could. It had only been a few moments and the information his mind was uncovering by focusing on different information at the same time was paying dividends.
The next thing he did was move his focus into his Soul Core. First, he created a fragment of Consciousness to maintain vigilance there and noted that the passage of time was the same as that in his Mindspace. He then created another fragment of his consciousness to monitor the conversions of motes to those that he needed. If this worked as he envisioned, it would make this whole process easier and attainable during combat. Next, he focused on his Soul Core and dipped inside the shell to view the Nucleus and the abilities orbiting it. He wasn’t sure if he’d need to create a fragment of consciousness for each ability or not. For now, he was going to rely on the increased time rate within his Mindspace and Soul Space and create two more fragments of Consciousness. The first was to monitor the abilities and increase them as requested. The second was to monitor the nucleus and the Racial abilities there and watch for any changes.
Hopefully, the last thing he was going to try to do, Adam withdrew from his Soul Core and moved back into his Mindspace, and pulled up the Inventory of his Shadow Vault. He created a fragment of Consciousness to maintain and control the Shadow Vault inventory and Wardrobe. He had a funny thought. One of the games he’d played, ‘Cyberpunk 2077’ had a storyline where an A.I. went insane. If these fragments of his consciousness ever diverged from his control and he couldn’t wrest it back he might find himself wearing a pink ballerina onesie. He forced his mind back on track and created another fragment of consciousness to help control the ability of Mold Chaos.
Adam withdrew from his Mindspace. He currently had 4 Step-1 Water Quintessence Motes 24 Step-2 Water Quintessence motes, and 24 Shadow Quintessence motes. He also had 11 Step-3 Air Quintessences gems in his Shadow Vault. Those had dropped from the Air Elemental. The first thing he was going to try was to give a command to organize fragments in his Mindspace to convert all motes to an equal number of motes of Chaos.
He received a confirmation momentarily and found that it had been done all within a single second for him. Nice, it looked like the time differential was maintained in his Soul Core while the conversions were happening. One thing that surprised him was that when he’d converted them he’d lost the very first mote to the conversion process as he received the message.
The pattern for a Step-2 Chaos Quintessence had been learned.
That was fine, he figured something like that was going to happen. What had been nice was the message hadn’t popped up in his vision until he’d gone to check on it. Next, he gave the command to his fragments of consciousness to absorb the 11 Step-3 Air Quintessence. He paid attention to his body and felt his fingers cup even though he wasn’t controlling his hand. The 11 Quintessence left his Shadow Vault and were immediately absorbed. He noticed that the process had taken 6 full seconds as only two quintessence were removed from his Shadow Vault at a time, one into each hand. So not something he could do during combat as it was limited to the normal passage of time.
Adam sent the command to convert the motes to chaos and received a surprise as the notification was reviewed, flagged, and given priority to appear in his vision.
Conversion of Step-3 Air Quintessence to Step-3 Chaos Quintessence is impossible, no Step-3 Looting ability with the appropriate rank is present.
Immediately after the message was a recommendation for him to increase Treasure Renderer to Step-3 Low Rank as soon as possible. That might get annoying in the future, his fragments of consciousness telling him something he already knew. That was a minor inconvenience though. He was already thinking about how he could utilize and abuse the abilities he had. If he set up another fragment to control Stutter-Step he could increase the number of items that could be converted while he was resting from 2 to 14 per second. He’d have to put some mana limiters so he was never caught with less than the amount of mana he could regenerate in a single combat round but with a little finagling he could handle it. He could also create a fragment of consciousness for Flight and create an autopilot of sorts which would allow him to concentrate on other things.
Yep, Adam had a plan now. He dove back into his Soul Core and created Fragments of Consciousness for his abilities, Astral Link, Variable Quintessence, Treasure Renderer, Personal Map, Hal, Stutter Step, Flight, Obscure, Teleport, and Planar Travel. He put a command within all the fragments that they were not to spend more than Step-1 Mana costs on anything. Up to Legendary if necessary but that was it. Even the fragment controlling Treasurer Renderer could not circumvent that rule. If motes needed to be converted or if something needed to be looted that required more mana, Adam Prime, what he was calling his Primary Consciousness, or the seat of his conscious mind, would make that determination. Otherwise, the fragments were able to do as they pleased.
Except for the fragments monitoring his Soul Core and the Nucleus of his Soul Core, All of the others resided within his Mindspace. As Adam withdrew he noted that the Mindspace had started to fill in with structures centered around a circular theme, with his observer fragment at the center. He then noticed that each of the fragments took on slightly different features so they could be told apart and started modifying their workspaces to better accommodate them. If Adam didn’t know better he'd think we as being controlled by a whole bunch of mini-Me’s inside him. As he brought his focus back to the real world noticed that seven hours had passed.
Adam didn’t’ remember seven hours passing and sent an inquiry. His fragments had shut him down and let him rest while nothing was going on. They had maintained their vigilance and would have woken him up at the first sign of danger. Also, he was informed that fragmenting his mind as he had did have a price. His mind needed to rest. It had taken almost 48 hours to recover. The vast majority of his conscious mind had been in his Mindspace and the recovery was accelerated, so only 7 hours had passed outside of his body. He was assured that the fragments of his mind would be taking turns resting and would cover for each other as much as possible.
Adam smiled; he’d successfully automated his mind. He’d slept and hadn’t even felt any different. He reviewed what his fragments had done while he was out. Technomancy to Step 2-Low Rank for 3 Step-2 Chaos motes. Adam Spent another 9 Step-2 Motes of Chaos to bring the abilities: Personal Map, Stutter Step, and Hal to Step-2 Low Rank. His fragments had also converted the last 4 Step-1 motes into Step-2 motes which left him with 37 Step-2 motes and 11 Step-3 motes orbiting his Soul Core
Adam grew thoughtful for a moment then pulled out the device that he thought controlled the portals from his Shadow Vault. He activate Technomancy again and was surprised to find that while his ability had not been wrong, it had missed a couple of things. The most important thing it had missed was the material making up the conduits inside the device was not crystalline in nature, it was solidified Quintessence, Dimensional Quintessence to be exact. Also, in addition to the coordinates that were stored in the mechanical portion of the device, the dimensional Quintessence was laid out in a runic format that he’d never seen before. It looked familiar but he was unsure. He sent a query to his Mindspace. A moment later Hal answered.
Hal: Runic writing like that is the product of either someone that knows runic magic or an ability that mimics runic language. It is a unique language with varying degrees of difficulty. Some of the runes I can read, but others are outside my scope of knowledge.
Adam sent a command to the Mindspace for the Step-1 and Step-2 Rune’s names and meanings to be learned as quickly as possible. A moment later, information flooded his mind. Trinity, eat your heart out, was all he could think. He sent another message to his Mindspace. If it is something we don’t know and Hal has the knowledge, they were not to wait for him to ask for the information, they were to get it and share it.
Adam looked at the box again and realized that the runes that he could read were simple ones. They represented words like; target, size, aperture, type, and such. The words were a bit more archaic, but the general meaning was understood. If he didn’t have the quintessence to create the device when he formed it anything he made would probably not work. Which begged the question could he even incorporate Quintessence into something he was creating with Mold Chaos? He had a feeling the answer was no. The fragments in his Mindspace, as well as Hal, all agreed that it probably wouldn’t work.
Adam stored the device back in his Shadow Vault and looked over to see Tash’Valyar, looking at me.
“Where did you get the Key,” she asked mentally.
“The Key? I retrieved this from the corpse of an Atlantean that was trying to flood Earth,” Adam said.
“Where exactly?” She asked.
“From near the bubble with the lost empire. There were some buoys I followed. They lead to an area that was surrounded by warning buoys I found him near the center where the portal I came through into this world was opened. When I took the device off of him, I shut the portal,” he said.
“That area is known to be dimensionally unstable. Portals to other lands open randomly. Some claim that the Atlanteans had a device that looks like what you are holding. They called it the Key because it could unlock the pathway to other worlds that were near us. Not just your world, but many others. If the Key could reach your world that means one of two things. Either your world was close and is now moving away or it will grow closer until a natural portal opens between our world and yours.” She said.
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“You use the word world, but you have also said this place is without end. Could this be a dimension or Universe of water,” he asked.
“We only know of our little part within this place. Water is all we’ve ever known, it could be a world, it could be a dimension, or even a Universe, though I still do not comprehend what that word means, nor does it matter. All I know is that if the Key could open a path to your home, your home is in danger if it draws close to ours.”
“How will we know?” he asked.
“We will know when the portal opens,” she said.
“How long will it stay open?” Adam asked.
Tash’Valyar looked thoughtful for a moment then spoke, “Earth, as you know, is close to my world now. It has not been so for at least 10,000 of your years. I’m not sure exactly how long ago it moved out of range, or when the original portal closed. I am not that old. Suffice it to say sometime around 10,000 years ago the portal to Earth closed.”
“If that’s so, why isn’t Earth covered in water?” Adam asked.
“Natural portals open between point worlds at points of magical instability or nodes of power. Throughout your world, there are places where magic condenses, and these nodes are formed. The last time a portal opened between these two worlds the portal here was in an unstable area. The portal on Earth opened onto an Island location with a Volcano at its center. It was called Atlantis.”
“Earth has a legend of Atlantis; they have been looking for it for a very long time,” Adam said
“Just so. They will never find it because The Island that was Atlantis is the same Island I met you on earlier today.
“What happened?” Adam asked.
“My people are native to this world. Our elders passed down the stories of Lost Empire’s bubble, but none survive that know for sure. Rumors say that a giant calamity struck Earth and the Island was forced through the portal. Others say it was drawn through by those that have perverted the Atlantis natives into the perversions you have encountered here thus far. Still, others say it was an accident. What is known is that there was a very short and very bloody war between the Khua’ting empire and those that arrived in the bubble. The natives of Atlantis that were not killed were hunted and remain hunted to this day. Every once in a while a group of humans is put on the island and allowed to flourish for a few seasons. Children are reared and a couple of years later the Atlanteans come back and recapture them. Those that do not come willingly are hunted,” she said.
“Let me guess, I killed one of the hunting parties.?” Adam asked.
“Yes and no. You killed a group of individuals that were out hunting for food and thought the coral reef under the island to be a good place to do so. When they were done meeting their quota for the day, some of them would have come up onto the Island to see if they could find any of the humans that were missed during the capture and culling that happened five cycles ago,” she said.
“Why were you on the island?” he asked.
“I had come to see if any humans had survived. The release, capture, and culling of humans are well known. I had come to see if any humans had evaded capture. I had been there for two weeks when you showed up. With the death of the hunting party, there is no doubt that the Khau’ting will send out a war party to check. The assassin that attacked you probably mistook you for one of the humans and knew if you made it into the Vital Flumen you would get away. He probably saw us when I went to show you the entrance to the other bubble. I didn’t see him, but that was nothing for one of their dark assassins to accomplish. I am still surprised you survived the sneak attack.” She said.
“So, you said the portal closed around 10,000 years ago, how long was it open?” Adam asked trying to change the subject.
“For a very, very long time. Not a year, not a hundred years, much longer than that. Long enough for my people to have ventured there, realized that it was lacking ambient magic, and returned. My ancestors lived on Earth for at least 100 years or so. That is how we have some humans with us. When we chose to return, some humans wished to go on a great adventure. I believe they once lived in a place called the Maya Highlands. Our people evacuated Earth just before the Calamity, they were very lucky to make it back.”
“How many humans live with you now?” Adam asked.
“We were only able to bring through a few dozen. Thousands were pulled through on the island. We now have a few thousand. Some are from those we brought but most are from those we saved from the culling and their descendants. As soon as they are among us all are given a water quintessence that allows them to survive here. So, while the Atlanteans may look human, they are a hybrid species. The humans with us that can enter the great ocean, they do so because their abilities allow them to survive underwater. I had meant to ask, what ability is allowing you to breathe the water?
“I’m not breathing the water,” he said. “My ability is called Adaptable; it is a Racial Ability and allows me to enter and exit every environment I’ve ever come across.”
“You aren’t human?” She asked.
“I was, now I am more,” he said.
Tash’Valyar remained silent for a while. He thought about everything she’d told him. 10,000 to 11,000 years seemed about right. The humans that had come with them were from the hunter-gatherer tribes that had eventually become the Mayans who dominated their corner of the world. Also, these Khau’ting did not sound like nice people.
“Question for you,” Adam started “How did the Atlanteans come to be?”
“Isn’t it obvious?” she asked.
“It is, I just wanted to verify before I form an opinion.
“The Atlanteans are brought about by the forced mixing of the Khau’ting and humans they mate with. What I did not mention before is that female Humans that can survive childbirth are highly sought after. Males only ever make it to the island once or twice before they are either killed outright. The women are kept until they can’t bear children. If they are useful they can sometimes live but normally they are also killed.,” she said.
“These Khua’ting sound evil.
“There is not a one that doesn’t deserve to be hunted, killed, gutted, and served to She who provides for all,” Tash’Vaylar declared vehemently. “You have killed 33 Atlanteans, they know no better. I wish you had killed 33 Khau’ting
Just then a new message was pushed into his vision from his Mindspace.
INFORMATIONAL Announcement.
Universal Update 1.02 has been loaded.
Major changes to functionality are now as follows:
* Help Function can now answer more abstract questions.
* Quest rewards will now scale with difficulty.
* Experience Gained from killing or crafting was pretty straightforward while ability and cultivator rank increases utilizing quintessence has been, at best, random as quintessence must be retrieved through looting abilities. No more! If you have a looting ability you may now set it to Auto-Loot. Creatures you kill, or that you are directly responsible for killing will automatically be looted. If a kill is shared, the looting ability will divide the spoils fairly with fractions resulting in the individual with the Loot power getting the majority of the loot. In instances when multiple individuals have a looting power fractions are lost, and the items are lost to the ether.
If you are reading this message these changes have already been instituted for the location you are in
What in the actual fuck, was all I had time to think before Tash’Valyar asked, “What is this Interface? Is it good? Can it do anything it wants?
There was a lot to unpack in that update announcement but the only thing that crossed Adam’s mind was, Can I be looted?
“Of course, you can be looted,” Tash’Valyar said with a hint of irritation in her mind. Now, you seem unconcerned by this interface, do you mind explaining to me why?”
“Short Answer, I believe a sliver of my mentality that was ripped away from me is traveling through Astral Space and connecting to everyone and everything. As It does so, it gets smarter and smarter and I think at some point it’s going to remember where it came from. Right now, it’s remembering some things and is probably reacting to the realities of this world like I would.” Adam sent with a straight face.
Tash’Valyar looked at Adam like he was crazy, “Who, or what, are you?” she asked.
As we seem to have time, I have a story to tell. 11 hours in and change should be long enough to get this out. One question though, Does the Vital Flumen always travel through this Planetoid and exit from the same location?” he asked.
“Yes, and always.” She said.
Adam nodded and then told her the story of his beginning. They had eleven hours after all. He covered his discovery of the ring and all of his adventures within the System Matrix and what the System Matrix was.
“You mean you weren’t even real until you were copied into a body?” she’d asked when he paused.
Adam hadn’t worried about the question, though he thought about it a lot and changed the subject to explain how he’d ended up at odds with the Pelza Empire, destroyed their Universe destroying contraptions, and then found himself on Earth of all places.
An Earth that the world he was born into was based on, except that it was 20 years after his birth and everything was changed, yet ironically not. Twenty years and the world couldn’t get its act together. Then a portal from this ‘world’ had started shooting water into the planet’s oceans which would have definitely caused mass casualties so he’d come through to find a world, which was probably a dimension or universe filled with water. The First he’d ever run across. It was beautiful and tested him in so many ways that he wasn’t prepared for.
Adam trailed off as he thought about how he’d learned that his abilities weren’t as powerful as he thought they were. Well, they were but they had to be leveled. Then to add insult to injury he’d thought that tying part of his mind to the Astral Link would affect the interface, he just didn’t think it would come so quickly. Then again he should have known better. If it was a fragment of himself it would learn quickly and remember who it was, and eventually, it would come knocking. What would he do then? He didn’t want to be in charge of controlling all the universes and dimensions. Eight had been plenty and he’d absorbed everything within them. It might have only been data within a holographic universe but it had felt real. He couldn’t imagine having the amount of information his fragment must be trying to absorb in the Astral Plane.
Also, just a thought, but if part of him was spreading out into it didn’t that mean this was possible before he’d come along which also meant that the sliver of himself might expand to a certain point, be noticed, and then either obliterated or absorbed by something or someone else?
The story had taken the better part of eleven hours. He was pulled from his self-reflection when Tash’Valyar said, “That is either the most fantastic or most absurd story I have ever heard.
“I know, right?” he said. “Time’s almost up. I need to get you to safety then I need to get back to the Khau’ting and end their threat to this World.
“How are you going to do that, she asked.
“You’ll see,” he said.
***
Tash’Valyar didn’t know what to make of the human beside her. The story he’d told her over the last eleven hours had been fantastic. He was from a Universe that was composed of only energy? He’d somehow become real and was now trying to bring his love and their daughter into the ‘real’ world. What utter nonsense.
That’s what she was thinking until his hand glowed and liquid metal filled the water around them as he moved closer to her. She felt the metal flow over her body into a harness with padding against her skin and a metallic frame.
“What are you doing?” she said worriedly.
“Creating a harness that solidly connects both of us while I also create a stream-lined half cone…just give it a second, you have my word, I am not trying to harm either of us,” Adam said.
She watched as a cone formed around them with an extension coming to a point toward the oncoming current and with the outgoing current. The liquid metal morphed to look like an overside spearhead on both ends of a tube with them in the center of it. It had some small fins that he was controlling somehow. Then she felt them start pushing back against the current. Adam increase their speed against the current until they were effective stopped in the tube.
The spear was guided until the tip touched the wall of the tunnel. Soon one whole side of the vehicle they were in touched the tunnel wall and came to rest against it. She couldn’t understand what was happening as the metallic sheen converted to look exactly as the stone did. When it was done she was floating in the harness in the middle of a chamber that was not disturbed by the current which she could feel thrumming outside the vehicle.
“What? How?” she asked.
“Fluid dynamics is a lot like aerial dynamics. I just had to create an object that wouldn’t create back currents that would eventually remove this alcove from the wall. As for why? As I was telling my story I was also thinking about the assassin that attacked me. If he truly was one of the best then a message was sent. I have no doubt that an Empire as powerful as the Khau’ting would be able to get to the exit point of the Vital Flumen from this planetoid. As for how. One of my abilities and my Flight ability. I needed to make sure we were solidly attached to the wall, so I created a frame that would hold us and then streamlined it so the water would pass around us with very little drag. Then it was just a simple matter of guiding the ‘vehicle’ for lack of a better term up against the wall and having it meld with the stone to create this safe spot from the current.” He said.
“Why? We can’t stay here forever?” she said.
“No, we can’t and we aren’t. You are going to stay here for another day or so, it should be safe enough after that. Also, here,” Adam said as the Key materialized in his right hand and he held it out to her.
“What do you want me to do with this?” she asked.
“You looked like you wanted it, so I am giving it to you. I may ask for you to send me back to my planet if I can’t find my way there but except for that one condition, it is yours, do you accept?” he asked.
“Yes, she said as she took it from him,” as she sent it into her ring’s storage area.
“Next, how long after one day will it take for you to get back to your people?” Adam asked.
“From the tunnel exit, it’s about another six hours,” Tash’Valyar said.
“Very good. I’ll keep an eye on the clock and you should too. If things go very badly for me there may be a very big shockwave coming toward your people, can the Maredryadalis survive a huge shockwave coming from the direction of the Khau’ting bubble?” he asked.
“It is more than 3,000 miles away from our reef. What could you do that will reach that far?” she asked.
“Don’t you worry about that, I do have something. Just make sure that you have defenses in place in case a shockwave comes toward your people,” he said.
‘Very well? What are you going to do?” she asked.
“Why, I’m going to go spring the trap, get whisked away to the capital, and say hello.”
“The Khau’ting believe that humans are no better than cattle and playthings for them, You’ll be killed,” she said.
“It’ll be fine, I’ll be fine, and if not…Shockwave. Be ready. Finally, do you need any food?” he asked.
“No, I’ll be all right,” Tash’Valyar said.
“Very well, then I’ll be off," he said as he quickly floated into the current and was taken by it. It was at that point she wondered how she was going to get out of the metallic harness only to realize it was no longer on her. The only thing holding her was the belt that was attached to a ring in the tunnel wall. When she was ready to leave she could undo the belt simply enough.
The other thing she noticed was that there was a lip that rose a little toward the oncoming current than on the trailing end which allowed her to look out and toward the direction of the tunnel exit. She saw a couple of flashes of light, then nothing.
The next 24 hours were nerve-wracking as she waited in the little alcove Adam had created for her. Two hours after Adam had left, she was surprised to see a group of Atlanteans traveling down the center of the tunnel. The next 22 hours, though, were uneventful. She disconnected the belt and watched as it dissolved and melded with the stone. Whatever power Adam had it was something she’d never come across before. Steeling herself for the disorientation of entering the Vital Flumen and rapidly accelerating.
The next six hours went quickly and she made her way into the Coral reefs of her people. She called an emergency meeting and conveyed the warning that Adam had mentioned. Exactly one hour after she’d arrived a Flash of light lit the Great Ocean from the direction of the Khau’ting Empire. It was so bright that closing her eyes had not helped, much. The light had lit up the entire Reef. Immediately, the alarms were sounded and anyone with abilities that could create protective shells moved out in front of the reef in the direction of the Khau’ting Empire.
They were over three thousand miles away from the Khau’ting empire. The warriors prepared for something they couldn’t comprehend while the children and the elderly were moved to deep caverns within the Coral Reef they called home. Once the preparations were made they waited. Almost three hours later everyone outside the reef felt the water shift toward the Khau’ting empire gaining speed until it was stopped by the shock wave that slammed into everyone and everything. No one was killed outright, though that was a close thing.
The children and elderly had come through mostly unscathed but the Coral reef on the side toward the Khau’ting empire had been scoured clean of all plant life. What had Adam done that could have created an explosion that could be so devastating? Her first order of business was to help those here. Then she would put a party together and go see what the human had done.