Another Time, Another Whim

'You were very ambitious, Asthon. More than I thought. I also misjudged your intent. You were a bit more selfish than you appeared,' said Azila, sitting down in the sky-themed domain. He was watching the chilling scene happening before Suzamete. Everyone, for some reason, observed silence. 'The path you made for us isn't cheap, but I get it now. Through a Territory and the creatures that form within it, we can learn to adopt mutations and Classes. But even then, we'll need a conduit, like Grim's Paradon Parody.'

He frowned.

'But… I suppose it can't be harder on us than it is on him.'

He was looking at Grim who had jerking and puking blood from all of his facial orifices. Yuyui was beside him, patting his back. The Esurient Hoarder had returned to his normal human form, but he looked worse than hell.

He refused to let Suzamete relieve him of his pain. It was obvious why. It was written all over his face.