The man drew his brows together, slowly shaking his head to Jigano’s questioning about the attack strategy Kalt was giving him. ”She didn’t mention anything about it bleeding,” he said. ”Sorry.”
He watchedJigano taking notes and smirked. With a perfect memory, Kalt never had to take any kinds of notes. Sure, he would write things out when he needed to visualize it, but there was rarely a time when he couldn’t just use his own mind as a way to draw on the information. Even through medical school he hadn’t taken notes a single time. He almost laughed at the thought most people would have at finding that out.
The thought that there had been more fights with the creature made him wonder. Why hadn’t the Naturals figured out how to defeat the creature yet? Why hadn’t any Outlanders in the past defeated it? Were people really just content to remain trapped within the bubble under the threat of the demon for their entire lives? It made no sense to him.
”You’re a lorekeeper,” he said, keeping the statement open-ended for a moment. ”Surely you’ve come across other languages in the past? Of course not these in particular, but do you have experience in translation? Perhaps there’s some way to figure out what the books in here say.”
He watched
The thought that there had been more fights with the creature made him wonder. Why hadn’t the Naturals figured out how to defeat the creature yet? Why hadn’t any Outlanders in the past defeated it? Were people really just content to remain trapped within the bubble under the threat of the demon for their entire lives? It made no sense to him.
”You’re a lorekeeper,” he said, keeping the statement open-ended for a moment. ”Surely you’ve come across other languages in the past? Of course not these in particular, but do you have experience in translation? Perhaps there’s some way to figure out what the books in here say.”
