"Don't worry, Mom. Once I'm done with all that, I'd like to take it easy. You know, spending ti with you, Dad, and the kids."
Aran and Leria cheered at the idea.
"What about and the babies?" Kamila asked.
"You can tag along." Lith shrugged.
"Sounds like a plan." She nodded.
The dinner was delicious and pleasant.
After they were done eating, Lith and Solus told the story of the battle for the Fringe with the help of holograms. They kept things relatively clean to not scare the kids or their parents.
At the sa ti, nadion, Baba Yaga, and Silverwing left for the mana geyser.
"How could you na your tower after yourself, Lochra?" nadion said while taking a good look at Silverspire with Invigoration. "Not only is it a self-absorbed choice but that thing is an ugly patchwork"
"Yaga nad hers after her children and Lith after my daughter. Take a page from their book and get yourself a life."
"Ha, ah! Said the woman who is so trustworthy that if you were in control of Starforge instead of Epphy, I'd have Warped my tower far, far away from here not to let you snoop at my enchantnts with the Eyes."
"Calm down, Lochra. Baba Yaga said. "Ripha has a point. You also made a good one, though. Ripha, play anything funny and I'll punch you in the nose."
"How many tis do I have to say I'm sorry?" nadion asked.
"Until it's sincere." Silverwing grunted. "Also, I know Silverspire is ugly but we had little ti for aesthetics, and without a tower, fighting the World Tree would have been suicidal. I have never forgotten my promise to you Ripha."
"I know and I thank you for that." nadion said. "Also, thank you for coming here. There are a few things that I need to take off my chest."
To avoid being heard or recorded by Starforge's log, they entered Baba Yaga's tower. The Red Mother poured a liquor so strong that only a white core or an undead could drink without getting instantly drunk.
"Be careful, Ripha." Baba Yaga said. "I don't know how Demons work, but even though most of their organs are just for show, my Firstborns experience the sa effects of inebriation when drinking my Red Moon.
"Of course, they don't slur their words or stagger since it's energy and will that move their bodies, but the danger of lowered inhibitions remains.
The liquid slled like vodka but had the color of blood.
"I guess Lochra already tried it." nadion said.
"Yes, and works like a chard booze." She nodded.
"If it's dangerous, why do you even make this, Yaga?" nadion asked.
"Because with the passing of ti the emotions of an immortal beco dull. We get so set in our ways and so stiff in our behavior that we don't have a stick up our asses anymore. We grow a gods-damned World Tree!" The Mother's voice was filled with self-loathing.
"The Red Moon allows and my children to loosen up. To stop calculating every move, even what kind of bread to eat for breakfast, ten steps ahead. The Red Moon is dangerous because it makes act stupidly, but it's only because of that I am still human."
"Is it that good?" nadion raised an eyebrow in disbelief.
"How do you think Vladion married Lysa and Radusk was born?" Silverwing took a small sip of the red liquid, feeling its warmth spreading through her body and heightening her sensations. "He was drunk both when he confessed and went for it." "Yeah. Baba Yaga finished her glass in one gulp. "Otherwise he would have been all 'woe is ' and dismissed Lysa as a moth-like existence that would die in a blink of his immortal eyes."
"Then I definitely need this." Ripha followed the Mother's example, gulping down the shot of liquor.
She started to cough harder and harder, her closed five eyes opened wide and watered as her throat seed on fire.
"Easy there, champ." Baba Yaga patted nadion's back. "Why do you think Lochra sips it? It takes a while to get used to the Red Moon's potency."
Breathing wasn't a necessity for Demons so nadion conjured a burst of Origin Flas from her black core that cleansed the liquid plaguing her body.
"That would have been a great move, if we were under attack!" The Mother snarled. "You have just thrown in the gutter decades of ferntation and priceless natural resources. Do you have any idea what it takes to affect soone like you and ?"
"I'm sorry." Ripha looked at her reflection in the glass with surprise. "All that coughing and burning made feel helpless and it terrified to the point I lost control. I'm dead. I should know no fear."
"You're undead." Baba Yaga corrected her. "Which ans you are still alive and those who live and can die always know fear."
The Mother refilled nadion's glass.
"Sip it or there won't be a third."
Ripha nodded and barely wetted her lips. The warmth spread from her mouth to her throat and from there to the rest of her body. It felt like a slight fever but a pleasant
one.
"What the fuck?" Most of the Red Moon was still in the glass, the volu almost unaffected. "How strong is this thing?"
"Strong enough to need to warn you." The Mother shook her head in frustration. "Ripha, you are not a white core. You are not even at the level of my Firstborns. You are a violet core with her head clearly up her ass to overestimate yourself that much. "Undeath is no immortality, let alone invincibility. You should know that much."
"I guess you are right." nadion waited for her body to get used to the Red Moon before taking another sip. After that, she put her glass down.
"So what did you want to talk about?" Lochra was halfway through her first shot. "This is really embarrassing for , but I need to say it to soone I trust." nadion fixed her hair in a ponytail to stop them from dancing in front of her face. "I don't know how the other Demons feel about their sleep, but to , it was a humbling
experience."
"Because you were left at the rcy of a runt who hasn't lived long enough to be considered old even by human standards?" Lochra asked.
"No, that's not the problem." nadion replied. "Do you know how a Void Sigil works?"
"Nobody does." Baba Yaga said.
"Then I have to explain it to you and hope Lith won't resent for sharing one of his secrets." nadion said.
"Always the type to ask forgiveness rather than permission. I guess so things never change." Lochra clicked her tongue in reproach. "You're lucky I don't like him. Go on."
"Hey, it's not a big deal!" After Salaark's earlier reproach, those words stung at the First Ruler of the Flas' pride. "Also, what's the point drinking this stuff if I can't
loosen up a bit?"
"Sounds a bit preditated but I'm too curious to care. Please, continue." Baba Yaga
said.
Ripha slumped in her chair, sighing as she searched for the right words and the strength to bring more of her sha to light.
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