Logically, I should have told him to shoot it. The longer we took with this, the more ti the greater horde had to reach us. Plus, it was most likely an avatar for a larger entity that was willing to sacrifice human life without a thought.
Why didn’t I? First of all, Alex didn’t take orders from anybody. Second, we didn’t know where the core of the entity was and a conversation could give us ti to find it that combat wouldn’t. Beyond that, would the Fungus Collective simply hand us the core of its ntal processes? Unlikely. If I had to guess, I’d guess that the kid was intended to be a distraction for us.
Also, there was the possibility, however small, that we were actually looking at a kid.
I thought at Daniel, Can you figure out what Alex should touch? The kid? The pool? The floor (if we’re lucky)? One of the mounds. My bet would be one of the mounds and most likely on the other side behind the kid.
I felt agreent through our link.
Daniel looked over the room as the child said, “I know we got off to a bad start, but I’m very young. I was born today. I’ve learned a lot in my short ti alive. I want to coexist.”
Standing off to my right, Cassie laughed, “I’ve got thousands of footfalls coming this direction that says that you want to kill us.”
The child said, “If you want proof, I can stop them.”
From behind , Haley asked, “Can you make them stop and retreat?”
“Yes. I’ve already done it. Check if you wish.” The child looked over the group of us, not saying anything.
Speaking into the main League channel, I asked, “Control, is he telling the truth?”
At the sa ti, I checked caras from the bots I left outside the building. He wasn’t lying.
It looked like a battleground outside, specifically as if a fantasy background had been transported into modern Grand Lake.
Elves on horses, draconic beasts, trolls, goblins and more stood in the street.
Fungus monsters of all kinds lay on the ground, all of them hacked apart with dieval weapons. Fungus infected humans that had been ensorcelled stood near them, so staring into space, others endlessly dancing as a short, bearded fey played a violin.
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The fey duke seed to have taken Adam’s request not to kill humans seriously. From the frown he wore as he watched the fungus creatures withdraw to the other side of the street, making a barrier of fungus creatures between the controlled humans and the fey, I assud that he was disappointed.
He sheathed his sword and crossed his arms for a few seconds, but then started shouting to his troops, putting them into formation for fighting should the fungus creatures return to the fight.
As I decided that I’d seen enough, he raised his right hand, looked directly into the cara of the bot I was watching from, and gave a small wave with his fingers.
I gave my attention back to the room with two new thoughts to add to the many on my mind—1) don’t ss with powerful fey and 2) take a cue from the fact that he expected the fight to continue.
Over the comm, Kayla said, “The bots show that all of the fungus and fungus controlled creatures have stopped fighting and withdrawn from the fight. That includes several units of National Guardsn in tanks, Rocket suits, and chs.”
Haley stepped forward, “Okay. We’ve got confirmation that you retreated, but it’s not far.”
In my head, Daniel said, I’m searching our best futures. If you can believe it, there are lot where talking to the child and not fighting ends this. I don’t know how, but that’s what I’ve got. There are real futures where the fungus is an ally. On the other hand, there are more futures where we talk and then there’s fighting. So of those go bad, but overall it’s still better than when we don’t talk.
Over the comm, Daniel added, “Paladin, the child isn’t your target. I’m checking mound by mound right now. I’ll tell you when I find it, but right now, it’s better to talk.”
Alex’s eyes flicked toward the mounds behind the child and he said, “Got it,” into the comm.
“Thank you,” the child looked around the room, hopefully unable to hear that exchange. “I know you have every reason not to trust , but as I said, I’ve learned a great deal more about human beings since my creation—even since you freed my chosen spokesperson.”
He paused, I assu taking in our response to that.
“It puzzled ,” he continued. “I’d made you an offer in what I considered good faith and even included the death of a useful tool to show how serious I was. Fortunately, I’d recovered a number of dead bodies, one of which I have here.”
Another humanoid form rose from the pool. This one had a grey, mushroom flesh body and Arete’s head.
The child smiled, “I thought you’d recognize him! I’m sure you find the idea that he’s dead disturbing, but getting access to his mind as well as that of the other deceased individuals gave the insight I needed to understand why I shouldn’t absorb all life. Traveling through the pathways that these individuals made over their lives, it struck that absorbing these people before they die might be… wrong.
”I think there’s sothing useful about the way that you all go through your lives, alone, unable to feel the thoughts of the rest of your species. Absorbing you only after your deaths might allow to think thoughts a composite being such as myself couldn’t ordinarily think. For you, it offers immortality within .
“Oh, and there is one other matter. From what I’ve gleaned from inspecting Arete’s consciousness, it appears that the Xiniti will exterminate all life on this planet if sothing like takes over.
“For that reason, I propose an alliance.”
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