Plans To Be Made

Cara, fully dressed, walks out to where Doom, Prithi, Nal and Myrelia are and stops as she sees that Doom has in front of him a number of potions of various kinds, "you got her to make all of these?" she asks in surprise and Prithi is the one that answers.

"No... He made these. It's... Amazing. He can make any kind of potion I can name, even some that require ingredients we don't even have," Prithi explained and Cara looked shocked. Doom turned to her, seeming excited.

"Quick come here. I can trust your opinion on this!" he says and Cara hesitantly approaches. She wasn't sure what to make of Doom at the moment, he seems giddy, almost childishly excited. He thrusts two green potions into her hands.

"One of these was made by Prithi, the other by me... Do you think you can gauge the effectiveness of them?" he asks and Cara hesitates.

"I'm not really a master of potions or anything..." she explains and he merely nods slightly.

"Right, but... you still can tell how effective they are right? It's a potion of agility, take both and see which is more effective," he states and she hesitates.

"You uh... Tested to make sure she didn't actually make something dangerous right?" Cara asks, hesitating with the vial poised against her lips.

"That ceased to be a problem. I can apparently identify potions by touch so I can just tell if she made the right potion or not!" he answers excitedly. This answer seems unlikely, but she can't imagine what Doom would get out of lying about that, especially if it might injure her. She sighs and downs the potion, closing her eyes.

"Ah... Swiftness, potency 5... Apparently" she answers after a few seconds and then opens her eyes and is surprised to see that Doom is staring at her, he seems almost on the verge of tears, she can't tell if he's happy or not, "I uh..." she starts, but he cuts her off.

"Potency 5! That was mine! Potency 5!" he repeats then turns to Prithima, "Potency 5 is like... mid-tier right. What was it you said?" he asks.

"Potency is graded on a scale of one to ten. With one being poor and ten being optimal. The greater the potency the more powerful and, if applicable, longer the potions effect" she explains, "potency isn't the only important way to grade a potion, but it is the most simple one... Unless you're an alchemist like me, you're not likely to be able to add any kind of flourishes that would require a more advanced grading method anyway," Prithi answers.

"Right... Okay so now Prithima's!" Doom demands excitedly and Cara downs the other potion. Immediately after, her eyes shoot open.

"Wow... Okay... Um Swiftness, potency 8 and there's a bunch of other information... Also it uh... tasted really sweet..." Cara admits and then looks away, "I don't use potions often, but I can definitely say, just from my limited experience that is one of the best potions I've ever had," she says and glances at Doom expecting him to be depressed, but instead he just still looks excited.

"Yeah I figured her potion is more impressive than mine. I'm only a Tier 2 level 8 sorcerer... Prithi is like... What was it?" Doom asks.

"Tier 4 Alchemist, level 38," she says with a hint of pride in her voice. Cara looks between Prithi and Doom, if she didn't know better she'd think they'd somehow bonded over the potions lesson.

"I never did ask what class my allies are... I had meant to do that... Hey Cara, what class are you... I mean I know you're an assassin, but any promotion?" Doom asks and Cara hesitates.

"Uh well that's not really important is it?" She responds quickly.

"It is useful to have an idea of what resources I have at my disposal..." he responds and he's looking at her weirdly. He can tell something is wrong here.

"Uh... Tier 2 Assassin... Level 44..." she admits, but there's something in her voice. Doom stands and moves towards her.

"What aren't you telling me?" he asks and she feels his hand suddenly gripping her shoulder and she winces as he squeezes, leaning down towards her. The Doom that had been there a second ago, excited and joyous was gone and now in front of her was the Doom she had been following up to this point. She squeaked something out weakly. Fear gripping her heart, his hand on her shoulder felt icy cold and like it was draining all the heat from her body, "what was that?" he asked.

"I have more than one class!" She admits pulling away from him and he lets her go. She staggers a bit away gripping his shoulder where he was touching, "Tier 2 Assassin, Level 44, Tier 1 Nobility, Level 4," she says quickly in a quiet voice so only he can hear.

"Nobility? You're a noble Assassin?" he asked with a grin on his face, seemingly amused at the idea. She looks away and he chuckles, "I didn't even know the Darkness had any noble families... At least none that weren't like... devil lineages I guess," he adds and Cara sighs.

"They don't..." she answers and Doom looks momentarily confused and then it dawns on him.

"Wait... So... You're some Light Noble Brat?" he asks and she nods weakly.

"You already saw my name, but it was clear you didn't recognize the importance... I had hoped maybe you'd never learn it, but I guess that was a fool's hope... If your plan is to take over the world, you'll have to deal with my family eventually anyway," she admits. Doom's mouth opens and then closes again.

"What are-" he starts, but then Prithima speaks up.

"Doom! Somethings happening!" she yells and Doom turns away from Cara and looks over to see that the creature had stopped sucking on Myrelia's breast and was now simply laying its body against her chest, it's head resting against hers it's eyes directly in front of hers and then it suddenly yanks it's head back and opens its mouth revealing razor sharp fangs before it lashes forward and bites into Myrelia's neck. Myrelia still doesn't respond, her body still paralyzed, but Prithima screams and jumps to her feet rushing over to Myrelia, Doom moves and intercepts her and she stops, "what are you doing?! We have to help her!" she asks in a panic and then looks into his eyes and her shoulders droop, "in all the excitement I forgot... You're a fucking monster..." she says and Doom nods. The monster continues to bite into Myrelia's neck and the first signs of movement return to her, her fingers flexing and unflexing rapidly as she's being eaten, her eyes wide, tears starting to leak from her eyes. Cara moves to Prithima and gently, but forcefully shoves her down onto her knees as Doom turns to watch the monster as it works. It tears out Myrelia's throat after a bit of struggle and her twitching slows and then stops, her eyes becoming dull and the creature then begins to dig in, biting into her chest and tearing off chunks of flesh, as it does it begins to grow in size. Out of its lower body, a single tentacle begins to grow and thicken, becoming a snake-like lower body, after a bit it resembles now a long snake like creature with a mane of tentacles.

"Huh that went a bit differently than I expected. I didn't think it would eat Myrelia... A part of me is actually kind of upset about that," Ginny's voice speaks through an archaic intercom system, "Sorry about the shock. I was just looking through the dungeon's systems and noticed this monster was stuck in some kind of evolution loop. I gave it a quick little mental tap to get it going... and uh... Apparently the next stage in its evolution was getting itself some meat... I guess you got kind of lucky here though Prithi... According to this documentation I found it usually suckles and eats it's mother, better her than you, right?" Ginny states and Prithi tenses angrily, her eyes brimmed with tears, "As for you Doom... With The Dungeon back up and running I have a connection with all the remaining monsters it has spawned... Which isn't that many apparently... Checking their last logs you apparently killed most of them, but there's a few left out there and our good little boy here, he's something called a Cilia Basilisk. A form of Erosarkic creature. He might be useful especially since he'll now gladly listen to anything I command him to do and having a predatory creature with the paralysis status effect has to be useful somehow. I'm also calling any other monsters to return so I can get a better stock of what we have available'' Ginny informs them.

"Huh, surprisingly useful," Doom states and Ginny huffs over the intercom.

"Fucking... ungrateful..." the intercom turns off.

"Kill me... Please..." Prithi begs and Doom turns to her.

"No... I won't. I have plans brewing and now I definitely need you alive. Remember Myrelia might be dead now," Doom states glancing over as the Basilisk having grown much larger is now swallowing the rest of Myrelia's body whole, "but your friend Nal is still alive and she will remain alive only as long as you cooperate. I need you to make me stat boosting potions, lots of them. If it helps... I'm also regretful about Myrelia's ****. I had hoped to **** and kill her myself," he explains and Prithi glares up at him. Her angry eyes glassy through her tears.

"Cara... As an Assassin... You can make poisons as well. I'll need you to make me the most lethal poisons you can make, but first I have another job for you. If I distract Alkadabuki and draw her deep into the desert, Ginny can provide you with monsters to assist you... Do you think you could rescue our allies from Saluma? I'd like it if you rescued all of them, but if it comes down to it I specifically need you to rescue Gitta... For my plan I need a marksman," Doom explains.

Cara hesitates, "I might," she says after a bit.