"She has no reason to." The matter-of-fact tone of Urhen’s voice stung at Zoreth’s pride. "I’m only doing this as a favor to Lord Verhen."
She gave Lith a dazzling smile that made her intentions clear and Solus crush a chocolate puff with her hand.
’How can you still be eating?’ Kamila was as angry at Urhen as she was flabbergasted at Solus. ’It’s no wonder you don’t lose weight.’
’Tell her, dammit!’ Menadion snorted from Solus’ shadow.
Urhen ignored the external and internal commotion of his hosts, focusing on the task at hand.
"There’s no reaction from shoulder to elbow." She shook her head. "The forearms kind of resonate, but that’s because of the matching elemental energy we both possess."
"In other words, I’m fu-" Zoreth looked at Elysia, who waved her hand and said:
"Auie Sot!"
"I’m fudge without sugar."
"What’s fu-" Urhen brushed over Zoreth’s hands to be thorough, but she had little expectations.
The Arke’s skin was dull blue and showed no sign of the power of the elements. Yet when the Balor’s feathers touched Zoreth’s nails, they both felt a jolt.
"What was that?" Zoreth asked.
"A clue, I hope." The Balor repeated the process for the remaining three hands, switching the elemental energy stored in her wings accordingly.
Each time, there was no reaction until the Urhen’s pinions reached Zoreth’s fingertips. Then, they experienced something too uncomfortable to be called resonance.
"Weird. I feel something, but I see nothing." Urhen studied the Shadow Dragon’s palm, fingers, and knuckles, but to no avail.
"Maybe it’s because I’m doing nothing, just like you asked." Zoreth replied.
"That’s actually a great point. Please, resume whatever you were doing before I interrupted you." The Balor nodded, depowering her wings.
Zoreth tried to stir the darkness element again in the hope that her natural affinity towards it as a Shadow Dragon and an Eldritch would provide Urhen with more clues.
"I’m sorry for wasting your time. It’s a bust." Zoreth generated small ripples in the world energy, but no bigger than those produced by her other elemental arms.
"No, it’s not!" Urhen said, her wings fluttering in excitement. "Look, look, look!"
Zoreth followed the Balor’s finger to the tip of her own, where the nails of her thumb and index finger had turned pitch black from the inside.
"You are right." Zoreth brought her hand to her eyes’ level to study the phenomenon. "We didn’t notice earlier because the change in my body is not as flashy as a Balor’s, but the problem remains. How do I make this work?"
"We have to move our wings to manipulate the world energy. Maybe you have to move your fingers to shape the flow of the world energy around you." Tista said, and Zoreth followed her suggestion.
The ripples instantly turned into black lines, and Zoreth’s darkness forearm lit up. Her movements started awkward and clumsy, but now that she had her own way to check on her progress, Zoreth soon found her rhythm.
"The nail on my middle finger just turned black as well!" She said in excitement.
"Cool, but never do it again." Lith pointed at Elysia and Valeron, who had joined Zoreth in flipping the class off.
"Oh, gods! I’m so sorry." Zoreth raised the other two fingers as well in a desperate maneuver. "Look, Ely. Three!"
"Tee!" The baby girl said, proudly showing off her ability to count.
"Three!" Valeron followed suit as well, and everyone prayed to the gods that the children wouldn’t start counting from the middle finger in the future.


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