The Quest: Last Gods Book 1 by Linton Bowers

Author:Linton Bowers [Bowers, Linton]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: WereLint Publishing
Published: 2018-03-02T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 20

The wagon continued onward.

Once again Actaeon found himself in a cage, on a wagon, holding on for dear life. But he didn't mind it so much. For one the act of holding on was going to level up some of his stat points. That is never a bad thing.

What really made him feel better was the relationship status he saw when he used the analyze skill on Kenishera. Up until then the thought of having relations, or a relationship for that matter, had not occurred to him. While he didn't know Kenishera at all he did know she was stunning. It was not something they could build a relationship on, but it didn't hurt as a starting point.

The wagon hit a particularly deep rut in the road that yanked him violently from his thoughts. Kenshiro and Actaeon strained to keep themselves seated. Which resulted in pained muscles and tendons as well as a dip in health.

The pain soured his mood enough that Actaeon changed his focus from hope for the possibilities to dread over having useless hope. As a slave he was free to fight and die at someone else's whim. Anyone good at math could see the two plus two of it not adding up to four. It was a failed equation. Doomed to end with Actaeon bleeding out on an arena floor.

“I know that look,” Kenshiro whispered in Actaeon’s ear. “I have seen it on many men before you. Do not give in to despair, Actaeon. I like you too much to see you give up and die.” He looked around conspiratorially. “I am also aware of my sister’s attraction to you. I would hate to see her heart broken by your passing.”

Actaeon shook his head to clear the melancholy. “I'm not going to do anything stupid,” Actaeon replied. “It's just hard to stay positive on this fucking bench. Every time we hit a pothole I feel like my damn arms are going to be torn out of my torso.”

Kenshiro chuckled. “I understand and appreciate that sentiment. The pain will lessen as you grow stronger.” Kenshiro looked at the wagon ahead of theirs for a moment. “Perhaps there is something I can do to help alleviate some of the discomfort. Have you ever heard of a mind link skill?”

“No,” Actaeon said as he shook his head. “Tell me about it.”

Kenshiro nodes once. “It is a racial ability my people posses. It allows for close family members to communicate with our minds. Over time the skill grows with use eventually allowing the parties communicating to occupy a mental space and become removed from the world around them.”

“Are you saying what I think you are saying?” Actaeon asked. If what he thought was about to happen happened he might get to be free of the shitty wagon ride for a little bit. “You want the two of us to chat in some psychic virtual space where we can ignore the ride for a time?”

Kenshiro smiled. “You have grasped the concept well enough, but my intention is a little different.

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