"What the hell is this, Rodion?" Mikhailis muttered, lifting them slightly. The talismans were small enough to fit in his palms, yet he felt sothing profound stirring within them.
Mikhailis waited, tapping one of the talismans with his index finger. As he did, the two of them began to float, slipping from his palms and hovering before him. His eyes widened, and a giddy laugh escaped his lips.
"No way. They can fly now?" he said, almost as if it were a new ani transformation he'd just witnessed. He extended his hand and, with his thoughts alone, willed the talismans to shift. The two small objects hovered higher, twisting and rotating with precision.
Mikhailis turned his right hand over, staring at the tattoo that had been there ever since his connection to the queen had been established. He could see it glowing faintly, a deep blue light that seed to pulse in sync with the floating talismans.
Rodion continued
Before Rodion could finish his analysis, the tattoo flared with intensity. It glowed bright enough that Mikhailis had to squint, and in that instant, a wave of information surged into him. It was a sudden rush, like a thousand voices whispering at once, like he was being subrged in an ocean of thoughts and ideas.
"Whoa! What the—!" he stamred, stumbling back a step. He clutched his head, feeling the influx of knowledge, strange terms and images flashing through his mind. The sensation wasn't painful, but it was overwhelming.
Rodion, what's happening?!
Mikhailis shouted internally as he's too overwheld to let out a voice.
Mikhailis, his breathing ragged, managed to mutter aloud, "Entomancer's... talismans? A king...?" He could barely believe what he was hearing.
He blinked, his mind catching up
"Three commands?"
Without wasting a mont, Mikhailis took a deep breath and shouted
"[Summon]!"
The talismans responded imdiately, glowing brighter, their form twisting and shifting. Within seconds, the air around him warped, and the two talismans seed to dissolve, morphing into four of the scurabons and the frog variant chira ant. The creatures appeared in front of him—large, intimidating, and fully ford.
"Holy—!" Mikhailis gasped, taking a step back. His eyes widened as he looked at the frog variant standing there, its chitin shimring with a dull luster. Beside it, the scurabons looked just as nacing, their armored forms giving off an almost iridescent sheen. The scurabons stood at attention, while the frog chira simply blinked at him with its bulbous eyes.
He couldn't help but grin.
"They... they actually ca here. They responded to the summon! Rodion, this is insane!"
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