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Considering the circumstances, he now felt beyond superior. So it seemed reasonable to follow the initial plan.

At first, he forced these fish to swim close to each other. In order to achieve that, all it took was a command that he gave out through a thought.

These enemies were under a soul snare anyway, so of course he could control their movements to his bidding.

Now he bought himself the opportunity to once more question, “Can any of you understand me?”

Contrary to what he wished, these souls didn’t utter a single word. So he decided to approach this situation differently.

He used the soul-connection he had forced against these enemies, in order to figure out just how capable they were.

Sure he could sense that these souls were beyond powerful, but could he use this snared connection to figure out more about these creatures?

Timothy’s prime intent was to figure out if they could speak, that was why he tried to sink deep in what consciousness remained in these souls, he wanted to figure things out.

But these enemies proved troublesome once more, they deliberately didn’t allow the hero to analyse them.

Although they couldn’t move, they used some type of energy to push the sea-pancake’s lurking assertion away!

“So you can understand me ha? You creepy little bastards!” He cursed.

And then within an instant he shouted, “Soul reaping!”

Once more, green-coloured waves of energy were reaped out of these enemies. This time these streams were once more used to permanently densify his soul.

The difference he felt was massive, although smaller in comparison to the soul boost ability.

Nevertheless, he now had enough power to force just a tiny bit of his assertion against these souls, who held resistant so far.

This time he felt quite motivated to taunt these opponents, and this crave was reasonable at least.

Because apart from proving themselves hostile, these creatures had not helped him to the slightest.

“Can you talk now?” He teased.

Timmy’s insult was based on the inferior position these creatures held, he understood that such a comment would shatter any kind of ego this odd species had.

One of these crystal fish finally mumbled through something, but such a result was only achieved because the hero used his soul power to force any words out of them in the process.

He managed to move their jaws a little bit but this certainly wasn’t enough, as anything one of these fish said, sounded utterly gibberish.

Before he tried to force a word out of them once more, one of these numerous souls decided to speak.

“We can understand you!” One of them yelled.

Neither of these crystal fish moved their jaws in the process, but that wasn’t exactly odd. As after all, many souls worked together just to form one green crystal fish.

With a smirk across his face, the hero celebrated. “Glad that we can finally talk to each other.”

Afterwards his first question was directly linked to curiosity itself.

“What’s this blue thing that all of you hid at?” He pressured.

Neither of these enemies wanted to answer, and the young boy could figure out the resistance they carried.

That was why he forced these gems to slowly separate from each other. It took quite some effort, as they were linked together as if with super glue; but his efforts still were worthwhile.

He split one of the crystal fish in half, and put pressure on the other two with similar but less effective commands. contemporary romance

At the end he asked, “What’s this pool all about?”

“It keeps our souls from fading away into nothingness,” One of these crystal shards finally answered.

“Oh, fair enough.” The hero followed along.

He had no idea how such a concept even worked, but neither did he plan to be explorative for once.

The only reason why he was so curious was because this blue substance seemed almost exactly like a holy-tar pool, which was half way towards creation.

Now since that little hassle could be put aside, he found it as the best time to push the actual team task forward.

Which was why he pressured, “I’m looking for some kind of orb. You know the one I’m talking about for sure, me and my friends need to open that big stone-door on the other side of those tunnels.”

“There’s no orb here,” One of the souls yelled.

“You’re not telling me the entire truth,” He taunted.

Timmy felt sure of that statement, as he could feel hints of hesitation behind the same soul who had uttered out such a sentence.

So now he put literal pressure against that same soul. He tried to break that specific shard in half, with the aid of other crystals that were close to it.

This soul was less resilient apparently, as it instantly shouted out in cooperation.

“It’s trapped underneath the pool,” The same soul uttered.

At this point that voice trembled through the process, which was a sign for the hero to halt the pressure he inflicted.

Afterwards he could only demand, “Good, now tell me how I’m supposed to get it.”

“An outsider like you can never get to it,” Another soul shouted out.

And then it offered, “If you leave us be, we will pull the orb out of this crystal ground for you.”

The hero analysed such an offer for a little while, and found enough reasons to believe them.

Sure these shards were beyond stubborn, but by now they have understood who was the superior in this cavern.

So Timothy decided to break his snared grip he had with all fifty of these souls. After that point, he watched what remained of these three crystal fish, shattering into a million pieces once more.

They all piled up on the ground, and gave out quite an exhausted aura.

Thanks to that fact, it seemed reasonable to not expect any hostility from them.

But yet these creatures instantly arose from the ground and smashed against each other at top speeds, Timothy’s vision could barely comprehend what happened!

A few seconds after, these enemies formed themselves into a type of weaponry which would most definitely prove lethal!

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