Judgement (2)

Adam gazes at the old man, who looks at him with tired eyes, 

awaiting for his judgment.

'Let's try this salt this time...' 

The soul watches in silence as Adam sprinkles the cold salts on the ground, forming a circle around him.

  When he finished drawing the circle there is a noticeable change in the air. Edrix looks more solid, less ethereal than he did before. 

"Tell me, do you really think that you deserve an eternal reward?" 

Edrix first deflects Adam's question with more questions. "Can any man truly judge themselves? If such could be accomplished easily, would we have any need for Hadrene and her Judges?"

The king sighs. The salts compel him to answer more directly, though his pained expression makes it clear he would rather not. 

"Very well. I must be honest. Yes. Yes, I do feel I deserve a reward. Does that make me prideful?" His tone turns defensive.