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Bismuth was glad that Nari had been able to work through some of her issues, he didn't really know what happened, and hadn't seen a lot, but in their second lessons he could definitely tell that she had changed a bit, and seemed darker than she had in their first meeting, though it wasn't bad enough that he even noticed it at the time. The animosity that she had seemed to be entirely aimed at NIGHT, but this implied that there was probably something deeper there, and while Bismuth craved that knowledge, he wouldn't pry. "I haven't made my way up there just yet, how dark is it?" Bismuth made id

Bismuth sat behind the counter of his small tavern, one of his large journal's spread out on the surface in front of him, and a vase full of oddly shaped and colored flowers beside it, the scratch of his charcoal pencil being all that could be heard through his bistro. He had decided to bring his work downstairs for the day, he had been cooped up in his small room upstairs for days, and the change of scenery was a nice one, he had been cataloguing the materials that he had gathered in Nemo's dungeon, and it had been a long process so far. Bismuth's work was cut short when he heard the telltale

Bismuth didn't hear any of Astreya's support, too busy focusing on, well, not focusing. Bismuth knew that the moment that he stopped to think about what he was doing, that he wouldn't be able to fight anymore, If Bismuth was thinking logically instead of running on pure instinct, then he would have noticed that their gnashing teeth would be able to snap him in two in a mere few seconds if he wasn't careful. There were only two of the mossy wolves left, and it was very clear that Astreya had done a significant amount of damage to the two monsters, enough that even Bismuth's meager damage could

I FAILED AGAIN, DAMN

Bismuth looked around the edge of the water first making sure to survey with his new glasses for that blue aura that Bismuth had become used to, though, much like the camp he had woke up in there was nothing like what he was looking for. Climbing up the same tree that he had used last time Bismuth climbed it with a skilled hand, resting on the same branch as he had two days prior, hoping that he would be able to see the bird just like he had last time. Not much time passed before slowly, animals started to filter into the watering hole, looking to drink some water, none of them were dangerous,

Bismuth, surprisingly woke up to the sounds of morning outside, lately he had barely been able to sleep a couple of hours, usually waking up in the late hours of the night to nightmares and memories, maybe it was his exhaustion but he had been able to sleep through the night, which was uncommon. Yawning bismuth climbed out of his camp looking around with his new glasses to see if any nodes spawned while he was sleeping, they would be much easier to spot with their blue aura. Which unsurprisingly was a fruitless effort, as the grass was uncommon and it was more likely to spawn by water, which w