Bab 858: Solving The Standoff

Immediately, the abomination went quiet, and Astaroth felt his headache subside.

"Now what?" he asked, knowing the voice could hear him.

'Now, I'm quiet until you ask for me. If I deign respond. Good luck, me.'

Astaroth grunted, knowing he would hear the voice again before long, even if he didn't ask its opinion.

It had already talked inside his head more than once without being asked for anything. He was sure it would happen again.

He was also sure it wouldn't respond if he asked for help. So he couldn't care less.

For now, his priority was to get back out and find out what had happened. He could tell he'd been in here long enough, too long, even.

There was no telling what happened to the fruit or his allies after he passed out.

"I need to stop passing out every time…" he mumbled.

But was there anything he could do about it? He doubted that.