Jaw-dropped Northern stared at the terror, it was evident what it was going through.
A shaky smile appeared on his face, Northern stared in unbelief as Night Terror glared into the cave, eyes burning with vicious hatred.
Northern exhaled.
With that, one of his fears had totally been ridden off.
He was skeptical about Night Terror being able to hate the lord of the castle or the other monsters.
But with this, Northern had his answer. As a matter of fact, Night Terror seemed to be consumed by more anger and hatred than Northern was.
Northern turned to the direction of the cave and looked at Night Terror.
A villainous smirk appeared on his face the next instance. Pointing to the cave, Northern declared:
“Don’t worry! We will return to this place and lay it all to waste.” He withdrew his hand, then looked into Night Terror’s eyes. “But first, you have to heal. And I… I have to get stronger”
Night Terror stared back at Northern, his eyes vividly depicted its primal nature yet Northern couldn’t help but feel a slight spark of intelligence in the way the terror looked at him.
‘It definitely understands me!’
Was it the rift, he was speaking the common language of Tra-el – Ukian.
He didn’t even need to learn the language after his reincarnation and growing up, understanding and speaking naturally came to him.
Of course, he was still learning other languages such as Vheusmuin and Elmarhi. Those were other native languages; one from Vheusmuin Empire and the other, a popularly spoken tongue in the eastern continent.
Pending on the time he was going to go he wanted to have a grasp on this things.
‘Since I was able to understand their common language easily, I suppose it was either the system or the voice of the world. Could it also be that the voice of thr world is responsible for making Night Terror able to understand me?’
Northern shook his head.
There was a flaw with that speculation.
Ul did not operate in support of the rift. At least the record of things that had happened so far were prove.
One could say that the voice’s ultimate purpose is for Tra-elians to completely eradicate the existence of rifts.
So it would be inaccurate to say Ul was a part of this game.
That was what Northern felt anyways… didn’t make it automatically correct.
Night Terror could turn out to just be a very smart monster, take Mr Fluffy for example, he could understand Northern too.
‘…damn, I miss Mr Fluffy’
Northern sighed, diverting his thoughts for a second and hoping that the tailless wolf does well without him.
He sighed and looked at Night Terror, completing his speculations.
‘So, it’s other Night Terror is just that intelligent… or the rift itself is playing something.’
Again, Northern was sure to remind himself that he could be wrong about being in a rift.
He didn’t even know where he was teleported to and why? Of course, at this point he knew Rughsbourgh was playing dirty somewhere.
That was why his plan was to prioritize his survival.
He wanted to go back home, meet his mom, meet his dad and meet his unborn sister.
But he had a strong basis for thinking this to be a rift.
First, the dayless sky, second he received an attribute.
Attributes could only be received inside rifts and were signals that the walker was currently going through some kind of trial.
Although Northern had never heard of a trial this long, even from his parents who were elite drifters.
However, there’s nothing he could have done.
He was incredibly lonely and lost in this hellish realm, dreading every lightless day.
Northern rubbed his face with his palm and turned to Night Terror.
“Shall we find a shelter to stay for a while? We need to arrange food. I left my bag back in my room… damn.”
The terror stared at him for a while, the hatred in its eyes receding.
Then it nodded and began walking forward.
Northern’s eyes widened. He had spoken for it to be a last definitive test to confirm his speculations.
‘Looks like I am right. Communicatiing with this bastard won’t be a problem!’
Northern smiled and hurried forward, walking side by side with the terror through the brown grass and having to endure the rotten smell that the wind occasionally ushered past them.
Night Terror on the other hand did not seem to be bothered by it.
The odd cohort, trekked a few distance before reaching a deep forest, at the backdrop of the forest was a gigantic mountain.
Night Terror looked up at the mountain then lowered his face to the forest that blocked their way, glaring at it.
Northern also looked at the mountain. All he had been doing was following the terror and he wouldn’t deny the fact that the monster looked like it knew exactly where it was going.
‘The mountain is where we are going?’
It was a great idea for a shelter and Northern was amazed that it was thought about by a monster.
Even he did not have an idea of where to use as their shelter when he suggested they should find a suggest.
Having Night Terror on his side does seem like a blessing.
‘Still, I can’t believe I am here… walking side by side with the monster that captured, damn it could have even killed me then.’
Fate was a very weird thing… or did it just enjoy playing around with him.
Northern groaned, dismissing his thoughts as Night Terror became the object of his focus.
The creature glared at the forest with eyes gleaming ethereal crimson light.
‘The glow in all four eyes seem to always shine brighter when it has its guard up or angry…’ Northern inwardly guessed while observing Night Terror.
The creature looked at him after a couple of seconds, gestured forward with its head, its bipedal legs moving one after the other afterwards.
Northern followed closely by its side as they entered the forest.
At first he couldn’t tell anything wrong with this place, except the rancid smell that seem to even be stronger and more intense.
Because of that he had to clog his nose with his hand.
Then a few minutes walk into the forest, Northern’s skin became cold, tension rose and fell within his heart as he could sense a chilling eerieness crawling around the forest.
In the darkness beyond, behind and by the side. Something… a lot of things seemed to be staring at them.