Chapter 308 - Arsenal enhanced!

"Chan guhhh!" Mogranius felt sick on his stomach instantly once thinking about him, and further suspicion raised through his mind once his eyes became less and less red, he stopped crying thankfully. It isn't always easy to see an old man cry. "Why didn't you kill him when you had the chance? I took a peek at him before I left and he seemed quite alive." Mogranius had a urge to complain at this point.

"He doesn't deserve to live I'm aware." Bear Claw specified with a smile oddly and before taking another bite from the chunk of meat on her hands and added, "But he isn't a complete retard either."

Here she based her thoughts on the soul fact that he faced his own phobia, his own fear in order to help Bear Claw fight the Demons. He was concerned about her, even though for a second it might have seemed like he saved her just so the task given by the Grand King, doesn't result in to failure!

"He exploded one of our Guards right in front of our eyes." Eric revealed, but didn't go in exact detail. Revealing such sensitive information to a potential enemy is nothing short but a stupid idea.

"Oh I wasn't aware of that." Bear Claw answered with a bit of shock, as her vision felt dizzy but in a way she is getting better. "But that's common between wars, he did what he was told too after all."

"Yes." Eric tried to back her up, but in another way he just wanted to let out more steam about a specific enemy. "It is King Xakro who deserves all the blame."

"I think he is as good as dead, his spell wore off. I've never felt so free." She specified, but under mind control or not she still has her pupils split in an unique ways.

"So King Xakro is the one who had you under his mind control?" Mogranius asked oddly with joy when this theory was proven correct, "This explains all that poison, there is just too much of it."

"And your eyes?" Eric finally asked, his curiosity getting the best out of him ever since he noticed them.

"I guess it is an effect of the mind control." She answered not feeling so sure, she has gotten used of all these effects thanks to all the years.

"I think it is a bit more complicated than that." Mogranius tried to explain more of what the mother of all Demons told him and Eric too, but of course didn't want to reveal the source. "He has no proper grasp of his mind control powers, so anyone who he tries to put a spell on, ends up leaving permanent damage upon them."

"Meaning?" Dilli asked, not being able to think straight because of the headache developed from hunger. The headache will perhaps pass away shortly, but for now it is giving its love and affection.

"Your brain is damaged, and no magic on earth can help you reverse that! Somehow, it made its way to your eyes although I'm not sure how." Here he just wanted to be direct with the lady, he has absolutely no bond with her since she is an absolute stranger to them so the best day to be direct is now, he has no plan to save her feelings. "So I hope you've got used to different behaviours you have from the rest."

"Oh I don't mind them, I like seeing people scared." Dilli answered with a smile, proving Mogranius' points in every way.

There is absolutely no way for Dilli to be absolutely stable once more, but she doesn't seem to have a problem with it. But what's better? She is no longer under mind control and even put behind the fact that she mindlessly stood with the illas Alliance.

"Your first words regarded coughing blood for more than once I assume, how many times did you cough up blood?" Asked Mogranius, just to be sure. It can define how strong this lady really is, in other terms he wanted to know more about her so he had this as a first topic.

Dilli didn't plan to horde such information so she casually replied, "I think this is the fourth time."

His eyes widened in shock, and he started choking on a piece of venison meat! Slamming his own chest like a gorilla, his eyes started tearing up in the process until the piece of meat popped out and went straight in the fire.

"Four times?" He asked with a shout, intensifying the situation. "How are you even alive?"

"What do you mean?" She asked, feeling puzzled and quite frankly she started seeing this old man as funny.

"Um well based on some valid information by some friends, most die at the second time they throw up blood." This is where he began to glance upon Bear Claw in amazement and started realizing how big of an Arsenal she would help the team form.

And to add more fuel to the fire, Eric reminded. "Not to mention you travelled for days without food and little energy."

"I felt desperate." She answered without care, what ego would she have to the people she thinks saved her life at this point. "I flew for 6 hours straight before I passed out for the second time." This at least explains how she caught up, but just keeps adding more pieces to the pie.

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As topics were cleared out, and with headaches and heart pains getting lighter. Introductions were exchanged and bonds just started getting their base. Mogranius continued the topic he planted seeds on earlier, now an hour later. "So where do you plan to go once every bit of poison gets out of your body?"

"Ugh. I have no particular plans, no family or friends to rely on." Bear Claw specified, not to make the two feel sorry for her but in another way she beated around the bush, wanting to ask them to tag along.

"So your best choice of asking for help were strangers?" Eric tried to say, but end up just thinking it instead. His heart ached a bit because of it, after all this lady is innocent and never actually damaged either Eric or any of his friends or family.

With no aim to reject him or either to call the shots here if she should join or not, he went ahead with a compliment instead. "You seem to handle yourself pretty well miss Dilli, I think you will survive in any environment."

"What happened to your family Dilli?" Asked Mogranius in curiosity, already having a theory but he still wants to be sure.

"They died at a raid in Silver Kingdom, or better called the Revolution of 177. I was three years old when my parents were slaughtered, I never saw them again." Yet again she didn't want to horde information, and in other terms she wanted to prove her innocence more by the passing second.

"Trying to raise that Revolution back on its feet more than a Decade later, I got victimized by King Xakro." Finally turning their gaze towards Mogranius, looking him in the eyes. She added, "You can guess the rest from that point."

"I think I know your pain." Eric added, grabbing her attention for once curious to look at someone in the eyes. "My mother was killed shortly after my birth."

"I'm sorry." Dilli showed sympathy.

And Mogranius got back to his point, "Well since you have nowhere you absolutely have to be, how do you feel about joining us?"

As Mogranius asked that question, with an eyebrow raised in a bit of rage Eric glared upon him with confusion until Mogranius answered to his glare. "What? She is no longer under mind control!"

Suddenly, the last bit of poison that was left on her head started making its way out. Blasting through her mouth and landing over the campfire, but luckily it wasn't enough to shut it down. And yet again it is unlike the past four cycles of hurling, the amount she let out didn't meet the first round or second but stood in the middle.

What's more, she didn't hurl more blood after. This is likely the last time she will have to spit this "Black Blood" through her teeth. So like Akareas told earlier, this should be the last bit of poison that will come out of her brain.

This opens doors for new opportunities, like Mogranius requested. If they managed to get a crafty Fire Controller in this little arsenal, every situation they would face would be a lot easier. When it comes to terms of trust, the poison is out of her body.

Seeing the Campfire form in front of her right after she almost shut it down, she wiped he blood of her chin herself this time using her hand and as she turned her gaze towards Mogranius, she answered. "I would love to join you."