"Do you want to return to the Silent Forest now?" Magnus asked, his voice soft.
Perched on his neck, the three-inch worm nodded, its movement causing Magnus's brows to furrow in concern. Through their unique bond, Magnus could sense more than just Vorax's determination; a storm of anger raged within the small creature, churning like a tempestuous sea.
Vorax possessed remarkable intelligence. After the recent trial, the creature had come to a sobering realization: it was still too weak to effectively protect its master. This understanding fueled its burning desire to grow stronger, to become the shield Magnus deserved.
Magnus sighed, accepting Vorax's resolve. He hadn't intended to keep the creature confined for much longer anyway. In fact, he had planned to release Vorax the following day.