"Light 'em up!" I roared, and I dashed at the three angry dragons, and the blood and viscera were burned off my body.
I picked up from the ground and then blasted forward, but I cut up and over them this time. The dragons were positioned more prominently this time, and I suspect they would not allow me to do the same thing twice.
A blast of fire burned around me as I soared above it, but I dropped the Earth Link, and it became mine. In spite of the fact that the fire was useless against these giant leather chickens, I would be able to convert it.
[Located thirty-five miles up North, Wataluga is in the hands of Mex, so we will switch and provide you and the gang with energy support. He hasn't really progressed that much, but he is still a shaman, and you've helped me grow, so I'll help him grow as well.]
I blasted the heat even hotter, and I began eating away at the gap between my friends and me. I was just glad that some improvements took place with Mex.
[Yes, but after we get off the island, I suggest that you take him with you when you go to train. The Demon looks darker these days]
That was true, and I would need to plump Mex up, get him on the track, and pump some iron. The man looked like he could be stronger; he just needed to get back up and at it.
The dragons were moving faster now, which means they were getting stronger, even though I kept a reasonable distance between us. I didn't have much to do for it, but when I was about ten miles away from my group, I was able to get Fireden to drop the aspect.
[There is still over a third of the way to go! What is the big idea?]
'Energy, if you are going to be with Mex, then I need a full tank. This is far enough that the other should get there about the same time as the dragons.'
I settled down and crossed my legs on the ground, getting into a comfortable and relaxing meditative position. As well as the energy, I wanted to take a look at something that was becoming more bizarre as time progressed.
'Is there any water anywhere you've noticed? To be honest, I wasn't paying attention when I was walking through the forest before. Furthermore, I have noticed that the rocks and the wind here are completely different from what they are in our world. Is there a reason for that?'
I decided that this was something that needed to be talked about. It would more than likely be essential to deal with the upcoming problems.
I closed my eyes and breathed in some air, so much easier than last time, and I slowly breathed out. On the next breath, I pulled and drank in the energy from every source that I could take from.
I slowed time and then pulled my consciousness into my mind. For the first time, I stepped into my own mind with a clean transition.
I stood up from my sitting position, and I was wearing sweats and a baggy t-shirt, looking into a hall that was undulating with rolling books on the walls. They opened, flipping through all the pages, but another would open on top of it before the book could close.
I tried to read the words as they rolled by, and I saw every word on every page that flipped by. The problem was that these words didn't exist, making them ineffable thoughts.
"Frustrating, but if you were not so locked up, this would be a wonderful place to think," Fireden said from behind me.
I knew the Elemental was there; I controlled this place; it was inside of my head. My power here was only limited by my knowledge to build off.
I turned, and Fireden was looking around the hall. Strangely, he had chosen to wear a tan suit with a white undershirt, and he looked older, but his skin and hair still burned.
"Nice suit, but what is the occasion?" I asked.
Since I didn't see him like that, I wondered why Fireden would have chosen to look like a real estate agent.
"Just felt right, no real reason. When I sensed that you were the one creating the space, the image of myself in a suit like this came into my head," Fireden explained with a shrug.
"Interesting, but we can save it for another time. Is this because of the Elementals being consumed?" I asked him while gesturing to a chair that appeared behind him.
We both sat, and the scene changed to a stone patio area in the center of a hedge maze. I was trying out different things to gain some familiarity with the way that I could control this place in my head.
"Partially, I think. I wasn't here when it all happened, but Demonism is at the center of it. Has to be; the Demons don't need sustenance, so I think the Demonism of the planet removes the need for elemental energies to support them," Fireden explained, and I pulled up a globe of the planet.
It was nothing more than a globe with no detail, but I had been subconsciously building a map inside of my head. Slowly, information gathered started building a picture of this world that started to take form on the globe.
"Can you add to this?" I asked and then mentally passed control of Kubrick's map to Fireden.
I couldn't pick things out of Fireden's brain and request information he had gained. What I could do was allow him permission to use the things that I created.
As Fireden started to edit and add things, I moved to the place that we usually went when entering my head. Oddly, I was not able to move, edit, or change anything like each other.
I left the place and returned to the maze, and Fireden was still glued to the globe as it changed.
I stood up from my seat and turned to walk into the maze that was my mind, leaving Mex to work. This place was starting to provoke urges and feelings.
While the worlds outside of my mind stood frozen in time, I went for a walk.
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