Two hours after the party had entered the dungeon, Yolin's eyebrows twitched for the nth time.
A snap within her stole her attention for a second, discharging energy throughout her body and mind. Her body had, once again, acclimated to the large amounts of E'er released by the Mind Flayers and sent through the Bond by Natasha and Lapia.
The Oni bit her lips in concern. I'm leveling up too quickly, she concluded, looking at the party members.
Everyone had the slight awkward feeling of benefiting from something they did nothing about written on their faces.
Except Lapia. The Domi Elf had a smile as wide as the oceans on her face, and her throat and shoulders shook with joy. Her efforts were showing great results. The woman's eyes, however, remained focused on the complex spells.
Yolin's eyes squinted in curiosity, and she appraised the Wizard she was guarding.
[Lapia Pofeta – Bonded Partner – Domi Elf, Lvl 315 Pyromancer]
A surprised whistle escaped the tank.
