Electus - Chapter 491

“Uhhh… well since it can’t kill us.” Eric uttered, half a mind to continue with this, his confidence diminished the more he thought about this.

“It can’t, we summoned them a few times and it went well. But if you touch the monument you will die, there is no discrimination.” The old man deciphered, yawning right after.

The sound of it is becoming more confusing by the passing second, but Eric wants to try his chances. Besides lady Kashentis said something that broke the usual, far different from what these people said.

Although she too discouraged the young boy regarding touching the boots, there is one particular sentence that stuck with Eric.

“Offer it fire.” That’s what Kashentis’ soul said, although he didn’t tell the rest of the group just yet.

Perhaps Qutalis knows about it? It’s hard to figure out what’s going through this old man’s head, especially since he is dead tired. But for the sake of not being advised against, Eric kept that sentence from Kashentis, buried in his head.

Pessimistic thoughts won’t save this continent, Eric came to realize that a bit more these days. These people were playing too careful and that can just slow down everything.

And so, not allowing chit chat to range wild, 10 of the Calidum Lutum tribe including men and women, made their way towards the monument.

Their appearance first striked paranormal but they just have been following the group everywhere, especially since the topic about the boots of Kashentis raged.

Qutalis focused their attention on them and uttered. “We have to summon the boots, you know what to do.”

And afterwards he walks away from the monument and takes a seat on the ground, urged the rest of the newcomers to sit down with him or at least get away from the monument.

Seeing that demand as tad bizarre, Eric wanted to ask more about it but that would just slow down the summoning procedure, so he kept quiet and just gave out a sigh.

At first, the tribe just started circling around the monument, walking slowly and just glaring at it, kept a good distance of a meter away from it.

After taking about 15 slow spins around the small monument, they started uttering something in gibberish, projected at a low tone. “Sutu tu ka ti.”

That word, just repeated over and over, it’s undertone weighed heavier by each uttering, with a clean tone as if they practiced this for thousands of times.

The group can’t understand this, not even Sekun who shared the same race with these people.

The situation became a hunch more bizarre by the passing moment, Ada even started getting scared so she clung on Eric’s arm a bit tighter, knowing that if danger calls, he could provide liable protection.

It started becoming scary to witness because the group of 10 Calidum Lutum started yelling louder, their tone almost shook the ground beneath the group’s feet.

Slowing down a bit more, the 10 people connected their hands with each other and then continued the past pace, although this part of the procedure forced the circle to tighten.

Now, the group of 10 were a foot closer to the monument which massively increases the risks of getting torched on the spot there if one took a misstep.

What we could call a super charged risk factor, is the fact that these Calidum Lutum started running faster around it, faster than jogging.

If one of these people suddenly tripped, the aftermath can count up a few bodies.

Now, Eric’s group could tell that these people yelled out a different sentence just after they started running faster. “Gushat ki loom!”

That sentence yelled over and over, the first word especially stretched and the second word yelled louder.

Rash especially started becoming confused by this ritual, if he didn’t know better, assuming that this is some kind of religious ritual would be the sheer inevitable.

As for Eric, he hasn’t been this nervous in his life, and that says a lot because he is no stranger to facing whole armies.

His stomach feels weird and that uncontrollable urge to take a shit invaded his conscious but thankfully he kept it all in.

Can’t be shitting his pants while his girlfriend was right there aye?

Suddenly, the group felt the pure satisfaction of peace, their ears faced most of the effect. necessarily, this meant that the group of 10 have stopped yelling.

And instead have taken a step back and while still holding hands, they bowed down around the monument.

Kissing the ground and thankfully uttered something out in the Ignite language. “Kashentis bless us.”

That sentence was repeated over and over for about 5 minutes now, to this point Eric began to think that all of this was just a bluff from this tribe, a waste of time.

He can’t be blamed for thinking so, those 5 minutes felt like days when a topic about 16,000 year old, all powerful boots raged as a topic.

Convinced to interrupt now, Eric stepped forward and was about to ask these people to quit this bull shit.

But before the first word could break out of his mouth, his ears felt shattered all of a sudden by a sound he doesn’t know how to comprehend.

BOOOOM!!

An explosion echoed, making the newcomers jump high from their spot, Sekun jumped a meter high considering his physical advantages.

Assessing the situation a bit better and considering the blinding sensation that exploded in front of them, Eric came into conclusion that it was thunder!

Finding his field of vision became difficult for a whole minute but each second granted one piece of the puzzle.

Eric caught a glimpse of what happened before the explosion and he saw something light blue touching the tower of the monument.

Considering that, he only figured that thunder is somehow associated with this. Which in another way proved Kashentis as a powerful sorceress, unfavoured for Eric but that’s a topic for another day.

Rubbing his eyes after a gaggle of struggle to see, countless grunts from most of the group, Eric finally breaks the awkward silence with a gentle question. “What the f.u.c.k happened there?”

Well it might have not been so gentle but who can blame him? This situation would get the softest of the soft to snap.

“I thought the crown made you smart.” Qutalis uttered with a followed laugh, with a finger in his ear to fight away the deafening sound of that thunder.

“Doesn’t mean It fights off blindness!” Eric hollered back, not yet revealing the theory he had about what struck the monument.

“It was thunder.” Sekun spoke out, wandering around aimlessly but thankfully not close to the monument.

“Yup that’s it.” The old man assured, his tone struck casual.

Getting a better sense of orientation and his vision improved by now as well, Eric gives another look at the monument and spotted what represented a boot like figure.

But it still seemed odd, carried a dark colour even, it’s texture portrayed a harsh interface. Which made the boy think one thing, “These can’t be the boots.”

The 10 Calidum Lutum men and women who summoned the thunder slowly rose up and walked away from it, one by one walking behind Qutalis.

The old man had something else to add even, accompanied it by a giggle too. “See, summoning the boots didn’t kill us.”

“It’s not like this is any better.” Ada spoke out, still clung to the young Electus.

“You don’t want to be bear food, believe me.” Rash weighed in, somehow the most adjusted here, as if the thunder didn’t blind him like the rest.

Walking his way near the monument, Eric asked Ada to let go of him for a while and get back. The young lady of course insisted on staying, Eric is surely dumb enough to do something drastic.

But the young boy insisted with his point, convinced the lady with a phrase. “Don’t worry, I’m not suicidal.”

And once more, that one phrase roamed around the young man’s head while lending the little vision he built up, towards the boots of Kashentis.

Able to analyse it a bit better now, he screams out the obvious due to not being able to hear himself enough. “These are the boots? They are made out of rock!”

Still casual, the tired old man even started throwing sarcasm around. “Is that a surprise? People weren’t so fashionable 16,000 years ago. I don’t think the Calidum Lutum are that old.”

They are made out of stone, well this forced everything a lot more confusing because there were other items they should be hunting which pointed out characteristics of fur and leather.

Hell, when lady Kashentis herself appeared, she was wearing layer over layer of fur clothing, so this made everything more confusing.

One thing pierced the young man’s mind, this is just a trick, a time waste to keep the true boots safe. So he murmured, “This better not be a waste of my time.”

Taking a few steps back, he thought. “Kashentis said something about fire… let’s see if this can kill me.”