"He started doing it," said a man with glasses. The reflection of the monitor screen is created in his glasses.
It was the reflection from the cara that recorded Steve in his room.
Unlike Steve, who didn't know what was really going on with his body, the scientists and crew in the observation room could clearly see what was going on.
The reddish aura that covered his body was clearly visible. The cara used to monitor Steve is indeed a high-quality cara.
In accordance with Conrad's instructions, they needed a cara that could record properly.
Because so things of the Magic control process can indeed be visible.
Like now, when a reddish-orange aura like a vapor ca out of Steve's body like it was burning his body.
The color is very clear in front of the cara. And from the cara, temperature changes in the room can be seen.
Thomas walked from behind carrying a cup noodle with billowing smoke.
He stared at the monitor screen with focused eyes. Even though his eye bags were darkening, indicating that he might not have slept, Thomas's eyes were as focused as ever.
"Whoa, it's red," Thomas said. "Has Conrad gone to see him?"
"Yes. As soon as Conrad finished speaking, subject number 1 imdiately put it into practice," the scientist who was in front of the monitor screen said.
His na is Andrew, a man in his forties with a stocky build.
Thomas nodded in understanding. "That's good. As can be expected from a senior in terms of Magic knowledge."
"But the room temperature has risen drastically, sir. Is this alright?" the bespectacled scientist glanced at Thomas with a worried expression on his face.
"It's alright. Conrad talked to before about making a room for the subjects. The room is designed to withstand disasters that might be triggered by their forces going out of control," Thomas explained.
Thomas started inserting chopsticks into his cup noodles.
The aroma wafting from the cup noodles was getting stronger. Making the two scientists feel hungry all of a sudden.
"You don't need to worry," Thomas said. "If you guys want to eat first, then eat. I'll wait here."
Hearing Thomas's words, the two scientists complied with pleasure. They left the room leaving Thomas alone.
He sat on the chair in front of the monitor and then stared at the screen while eating his cup noodles.
Thomas' focused eyes looked like a child's curiosity when they saw sothing very interesting.
Thomas saw the reddish-orange aura surrounding subject number 1's body getting thicker.
Not long after, the aura already looked like a blazing fire burning his body.
But strangely, even though the room temperature was rising, none of the linen around him caught fire.
Thomas jotted it down in his head as a mo.
"This is very interesting," Thomas muttered to himself.
He watched subject number 1's progress again for several minutes until two other scientists returned.
~~~
The dark day has co and it's ti for dinner at Erend's house. But Erend had not co out of his room.
Arty and his mother looked at Erend's room door, which was made of thin, dull plywood.
However, Erend had already told his mother that he was sleeping and didn't want to be disturbed. So they are not too worried.
They knew that Erend must have been very tired all this ti when he was on the battlefield. So they both thought that they should let him get the sleep he needed.
Although what actually happened was, Erend was having a hard ti in the Dungeon World.
To be more precise, he still had a hard ti dealing with that annoyingly strong green bat monster.
Erend has now changed into Dragon form. Smoke ca out of his jaws. And his nose was also exhaling white smoke intensely.
Those are all signs that Dragon-Erend is annoyed and angry.
He had fought for hours here and during that ti he had been sent back to the Dungeon Lobby several tis.
As it turned out, the bat monster was much stronger than any monster or creature he had faced so far.
That should be impossible according to Erend. He thought that he had beco a very powerful being.
However, reality hits hard. His attacks rarely connected with the green bat monster.
That's right. The reason Erend had a hard ti defeating it was because of the incredible speed of the bat monster.
The flas were indeed strong in terms of offensive power. However, no matter how great the offensive power is, it is useless if it does not connect to the target.
*FSSSHHHH!!!*
White smoke ca out of Dragon-Erend's nose. Showing the sight of a Dragon who was sighing tiredly.
'What should I do at that speed?'
Now, the green bat monster is hanging in the cave ceiling. It folded its wings in a calm motion as if assuming that Erend wasn't a threat at all.
It's even possible that it's getting ready to sleep right now.
Seeing what it did make Erend feel even more irritated. But he knew he couldn't do anything. At least now.
'Tut, give sothing.'
[ "Finally you felt lost of hope that you called ?" ]
'I haven't lost any hope. If I lost hope, I'm out of this place already!'
[ "That's right. Alright, I'll give you sothing. This is sothing that's actually right in front of your eyes if you want to rember." ]
The Dragon's hard forehead scrunched up. 'What's that?'
[ "You rember about the Dragon Skill Set?" ]
Upon hearing that, Dragon-Erend's eyes widened.
'Damnit! how could I forget that!'
Erend cursed himself for his stupidity.
[ "Well, what else can you do? I know humans do forget a lot." ]
Because he already knew what Erend wanted, Tut imdiately took out the Window he was thinking before his eyes.
It was a Window that contained several Dragon Skills available for him to choose from.
[ Water Dragon Skill Set. ]
[ Earth Dragon Skill Set. ]
[ Wind Dragon Skill Set. ]
[ Lightning Dragon Skill Set. ]
Erend stared at the list of Skills he could choose before his eyes.
A grin started to appear on the Dragon's mouth, showing his sharp teeth.
~~~
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