Chapter 145 - Complex Mission

He snorted, waving his hand dismissively at Bane.

No use trying to think about what was going him a headache already. That would sort itself out along the way.

'This is actually serious, Sunday. If you never find a World Bridge... I mean, what you run into demon trouble before you ever find a World Bridge... that is, if they ever exist.' Bane emphasized. "You would be stuck here. And that..."

"Enough! You think I don't know that?" Sunday exploded in anger, yelling at the top of his voice as he pointed a finger to Bane.

"You don't think I am not aware that I would be stuck here? At least, until I find a way to jump my way all to heaven."

Bane sighed, closing its eyes. 'No need to get all worked up together. We both in this together. By the way, jumping your way to heaven won't work, you still need a World Bridge.' 

"I know, damnit!" Sunday growled as he pounded his fist into the railing.

He knew just then but he could dream, couldn't he?

"Anyways, it's not like I can just leave already."

'Yes, you mentioned the mission got complex. What was that about?' Bane requested, opening his eyes.

"I made it complex. I told her that her best friend, a fellow human girl who happens to go by the name Iyanu is already healed and recuperating." 

'But that isn't true. I mean, this is the only place we have being right?'

"Exactly!"

'So, you lied. I thought Irunmoles...' 

"I KNOW!" Sunday snapped. "But if I can make good of it, then it's not a lie or neither would it be held against me in any way." Sunday explained.

'So, what is the way forward? We gave to stick around Earth till then?' 

"Well, yes." Sunday shrugged. "It's not like we have a way of getting off Earth. And even though Earth feels like freedom to me, eventually I'd want to get back there to boast of my success... Phew!" 

'So...' 

"So, I have to get to this Iyanu." Sunday replied to Bane.

Bane frowned. "Hmm? To the human girl? Since when did you ever know restorative techniques? Or did you forget that your primary and most available technique is the Imole Mo technique? And that is attack oriented, not healing.' Bane reproved.

"I know." Sunday sighed and rested his elbows on the railguard. As he did does, his body leaned forward while his head hung low on his shoulder, staring down below.

"I need to get to here. Get something to heal her and then I can make good of my words. Sepaking of which, Maerius gave me something for that." 

Bane's ears c.o.c.ked. 'something for that? What is that?'

Sunday rose upright, a smile on his lips. 

Now that he thought of it, Maerius had actually prepared him for the journey to Earth. 

When he had gotten the spatial ring on his Deployment to Earth, back then when Niniola found him at the place he found himself at; he had been briefed there and then.

He had had the ring ever since then. Luckily for him, Obedi had not taken it out when he had been out neither did he tamper with it.

Maerius had installed the ring with a Cleaning Light Orb. Two of them in fact.

One he had used on Bolu and the other...

"Third Prime Maerius gave me some Light Orbs. Two of them in total. He envisaged that something like this would come up even though he did not exactly tell me. So, if I am right, which I am, the last orb would still be... Snap!" Sunday growled, his eyes widening just about now.

'What is that?' Bane's alarmed voice blasted out in his Soul Space.

"Aaaaghhhh...." Sunday g.r.o.a.n.e.d, dropping back to the rail guard with his left elbow and a facepalm from his right.

"I used it. Damnit. I used it back then in Orun Apaadi after the encounter with that Boss Demon." Sunday g.r.o.a.n.e.d, weakly.

'You used it to restore yourself... No wonder you were all so shiny after everything. Now, now, what happens now that you don't have it? I don't believe you know any technique that can heal a person, do you?' Bane queried.

His shoulders slumped, his will departing. Now, he realised how foolish it was to have used mission materials on himself. But could he really blame himself?

He didn't want to look like he was just out of a messpit. He didn't think it would have made the slightest sense to the human girl, Bolu.

Perhaps, it would have even scared her.

But even at this, the fact remained. He had nothing to use on Iyanu. And he had to get her restored and healed otherwise, there wound be no way to redeem himself for the lie he had told.

"No... Niniola would have prioritised attack oriented items to healing ones." His shoulder slumped even further and his head dangled lower.

"What to do? Ah... This is all so confusing and complicated!" Sunday mentioned.

GRAAAAAAARRRRR...

A Blood curdling roar erupted suddenly and Sunday jerked his head up.

"Bane, is that you?" Sunday asked only do this mouth to hang down open as he stared at Bane.

Bane's head was tilted to the side just as running steps began to ricochet off the stairs.

Just what was Bane looking at?

'No... I cannot speak out loud. You know that!' 

Bane replied, flapping his wings to remain afloat as he kept on gazing to the side of Sunday, that is, to right of him.