Chapter 22: The Rookie Spy and the Double Agent

Chapter 22: The Rookie Spy and the Double Agent

An Amazon was hidden behind a recess. The young man was careful to move slowly since he had entered the cave. He didn't know what awaited him and didn't want to unnecessarily ruin his infiltration by setting off a trap.

Priam had chosen to enter the cave secretly. He had seen what the Amazons had done to innocent people. If they spotted him, he would have to fight. But he was there to find his family and find answers to his questions. There would be time to punish these killers later. For now, he was most interested in Anne's plans.

The first two guards had been easily evaded. A dense mist covered the entrance to the cave, and Priam had passed between them without them noticing. He had almost laughed at the look of concentration on their faces as they tried to pierce the mist with their eyes. Perhaps they had pretended not to see him before raising the alarm with a skill? If so, he was walking right into a trap. Honestly, they deserve an Oscar if that's the case. I wouldn't even be disappointed if I walked into an ambush. Their acting would have been perfect.

Priam refocused on the Amazon near him. A passive effect of his new skill allowed him to make out the Amazon in the low light. He couldn't see well in the cave, not because of the mist but because of the low luminosity. A few crystals embedded in the rock gave him the light he needed to move. The Amazon must not have been able to see anything and, therefore, could not have positioned herself properly. Half of her body was visible. His perception had also made him notice a thin wire stretched about ten centimeters from the ground. It must have been connected to an audible alarm, and Priam would have hated himself for falling into such a basic trap. Stepping on a trapped slab at the bottom of a pagan temple to retrieve a crystal skull was acceptable. Tripping over a wire set by a neophyte warrior was not. Still, the wire is well hidden in the mist. She must have read 'Setting a Trap for Dummies.'

Priam stood still for a few seconds to think about what he wanted to do. Despite the books he had read in his youth and the movies he had seen, he had no intention of overpowering, neutralizing, or killing this Amazon. Yet, after the massacre committed by Anne and her cronies, it was not his goodness or morality that held him back. He would have had little remorse in smashing the guard's skull against the cave wall before continuing on his way. He was aware that she had not given the order, but she had carried it out. World War II had taught everyone that it was hard to disobey orders. But it was also hard to put all the blame on Anne. Perhaps she also had a superior? In any case, people had died, murdered by their allies, which was unacceptable. Am I ready to eliminate all Amazons because they obeyed an order? I don't know... But I guess I won't need to answer that question. Hopefully, the fight will be self-defense. Otherwise... I will see at that time.

At the moment, Priam was annoyed because he wasn't sure he could neutralize the Amazon quietly. His infiltration would be discovered if another Amazon were positioned a few feet away. Considering this was the first infiltration of his life and that he had only progressed about twenty meters into the cave, he didn't want to end his spy career yet.

Priam paused for a moment to observe his surroundings. The Amazon had little chance of detecting him if she had no perception skills. Given that she was currently staring at a wall thirty centimeters from her face with great intensity, Priam would not guess this was the case. Perhaps every Amazon deserved an Oscar for acting, but he doubted it. He was pretty sure the Amazon was blinded between the haze and the low light.

Just as he was about to start walking again, Priam stopped. He had just noticed the Amazon's grimace. The warrior was focused as if she expected to fight in the next few minutes. She seemed to be paying attention to the sounds. She was told that I might be coming. Of course, the global announcement of my solitary victory over Nemea must have alerted Anne!

Priam set out on his way with as little noise as possible. The Amazon's perception must have been high, but he was walking barefoot on stone and breathing softly. When he moved, his clothes made no sound - he had checked before entering the cave. If the warrior had an incredible hearing, she might be able to hear his heartbeat, but he doubted it. Priam had decided to walk past her. The chances of the alarm being raised were lower.

Besides, he had to keep his focus. He was here to get answers. Anne had a plan and informations - otherwise, she wouldn't have known so quickly that killing Orthos would create a pathway to the dome. Unfortunately for him, he wasn't trained to ask questions. If he couldn't interrogate the Amazon in a few minutes, he might as well move on. The truth was somewhere ahead. His best chance of getting answers was to spy on Anne. Actions didn't lie, and Priam wanted to get inside the dome, too. As soon as he found the passage to the dome, he wouldn't have to hide anymore. If I'm discovered, it might as well be as late as possible. Then I'll force Anne to choose: tell me the truth or lose her teeth...

Priam moved slowly for ten minutes, alert to all possible traps. He suspected the Amazons hadn't had time to dig out booby-trapped slabs, but he didn't want to take any chances. Besides, there were certainly skills to hide traps.

Finally, the monotony of the cave changed. About a kilometer from the cave entrance, Priam approached the entrance to a larger room. Two men were guarding the entrance. Albin's men! Is he in cahoots with Anne?!

Albin and Anne seemed to have played everyone. The fighters had to choose sides between the two leaders without knowing they were working together. But since when? The stratagem seems too well-oiled. Unless they already knew each other before the meeting...

Priam refocused. He was almost invisible in the cave, but everything could change very quickly. He watched the guards. The room was brighter than the cave, so they could watch the entrance. The mist was too thick and the light too dim for the men to see each other, but they just needed to watch half the way each. If Priam went by, he would be spotted for sure.

[Moon Mist]

Priam used his new skill. It was epic in quality and easy to use. At least, creating mist was now rather instinctive for the young man. In a one-meter radius sphere centered on the young man's torso, the aether began to change. To transmute into an aethereal mist. Priam could not yet perceive the fundamental essence of this new universe, but he sensed that the mist did not appear from nowhere. His skill was transmuting the fundamental essence of the world into a mist. If the atmosphere was sufficiently saturated with aether, the cost was free. Otherwise, the skill used Priam's aether. For the first time, he felt that his supply was not unlimited. So far, none of his skills had used his aether. Most of them were passive, and he had lived in an aether-laden environment. So his own resources had never been used.

At least he had never felt it. Honestly, he had never felt that there was a limit to his energy reserves. The density of aether in Elysium had allowed him to forget this detail. He may not have yet unlocked the meta attribute that allowed him to measure his reserves. Or did he have to create a skill to observe his own body? It wasn't as if humans were born with the ability to determine their remaining stamina percentage. But in this new world, perhaps creating a passive skill to know one's physical and aethereal energy limits was a given!

I have so much to learn... I definitely need more information. Maybe there are things I've been doing wrong all along!

[Kinetic Control] had never used his resources either. His primary attack skill converted some of the kinetic energy he received into aether to function. Maybe there's a limit? If I absorb too much energy in a short period, for example... To be tested later.

Other issues were also emerging. He knew that he would not stay in Elysium forever. Partly because he wanted to live with his family and this world was too dangerous, but also because of one of his first quests. Most of the inhabitants of Elysium wanted to invade worlds whenever the opportunity arose. Portals and rifts regularly opened between different locations in the Concept Universe. The more aether and energy there was, the higher the probability of a passage opening. It was one of the questions he had asked in the Tutorial before entering the portal that had led him to Elysium.

Elysium was so violent that its inhabitants tried to flee whenever possible. If resources were on the other side of a portal, Priam knew he would have to use them too. By then, he would have to build up a set of skills that could synergize with each other. The fact that his skills could consume resources had eluded him until now. But while the aether density in Elysium allowed him to do without personal resources, that might not be the case everywhere. I'll probably have to create a skill to regain aether. Perhaps by turning the kinetic energy I store into pure aether? I'm missing so much information to make an informed choice...

As long as Priam remained in an aether-laden environment, all these questions were unnecessary. He would test his limits when he had the chance. However, he noted that [Moon Mist] consumed relatively little aether. Either it was thrifty, or his supply was high. Still more questions to answer.

Priam grabbed the young woman's hand and guided her out. He didn't want her to get hurt in a fight.

They walked a few feet to the entrance when Claire stumbled. Unfortunately for Priam, her knee hit the ground right next to the two guards. The young woman let out a small cry of pain. Instantly the guards moved into a fighting stance. One drew a sword from a museum while the other armed a crossbow. Despite the comical situation seen repeatedly in every work of fiction Priam had ever devoured, he did not laugh. He wasn't sure he could dodge a crossbow bolt from this close, and he was sure Claire wouldn't avoid it. Shit...

"Who goes there?!" Albin and Anne were running. Priam's career as a spy had lasted less than twenty minutes. He bent down to help Claire to her feet. "Sorry," she whispered. "It's nothing. Stay close to me."

"It's me," he answered loudly. "My friends call me Priam. You...you can call me Baron Priam I guess. Oh, and another thing: you're under arrest. You havent the right to remain silent."

Status : (Average value for a Homo sapiens male before integration: PHY 10 / MEN 10 / META 0)

PHYSICAL:

Strength 78

Constitution 92

Agility 108

Vitality 126

Perception 95

MENTAL:

Vivacity 92

Dexterity 77

Memory 31

Willpower 48

Charisma 44

META:

Meta-affinity 44

Meta-focus 44

Potential: 203

Tier 0