The terrifying aura was not obvious when Sunder kept his distance. However, if he tried to approach Angor, the aura immediately coiled itself around the boy and released a boundless pressure against any creature, forcing invaders to run away.
“You’re Angor?” asked Sunders. He was still doubtful but his words sounded more certain this time.
“I am!” Angor nodded hard. He took out the half of the Twisting Protozoa from his pocket to prove his identity.
Sunders looked at the worm corpse. He then gave Angor another thoughtful look and decided to believe him. The man tried to suppress his instinct, which kept telling him something was dangerous. He then sat down on a chair beside Angor.
“Tell me what happened in the Nightmare Realm. How did you find this place?” asked Sunders as he knocked on the desk with a finger. The consistent rhythm contained an amazing strength which quickly calmed Angor’s panicked mind.
“When I entered the Nightmare Realm, I found myself inside the underground maze.”
“You had some tough luck, Angor,” said Sunders. He crossed his legs and relaxed his expression before he said, “At the same time, you are very lucky since you came here successfully.”
Angor continued, “My starting position had two monsters. They only had heads, red eyebrows, big single eyes, nostrils but without noses, and thick, white beard. They looked really scary.
“I was afraid they would attack me, so I flew into the air to hide. But I don’t think they wanted to attack at all.”
Sunders considered it for a moment before saying, “Heads with single eyes? You must be talking about Hover Heads. They are low-level monsters, but they are strong.”
Here, the man snickered a little as he said, “You won’t get away by flying. Hover Heads are good flyers as well. Although it was strange that they let you away.”
“So they can fly too…” Angor muttered. He added, “Professor, I can fly when I’m in the Nightmare Realm. What’s going on?”
“That’s your talent I meant to tell you. You came here as your soul, not your solid body. You have all the right to fly.”
“I’m here as my soul?” asked Angor as he looked at Sunders.
“Correct. Your soul. Let’s talk about your talent later. Please continue your story.”
Angor nodded. However, he still had questions. If he was a soul now, then what was with his hologram tablet? All the images he recorded were not real? They would disappear when he got back to the wizarding world?
Angor did not reveal his questions on his expression. He remained calm when talking to Sunders, and slowly explained everything during his journey. He told him all the truths while omitting any information relating to his tablet.
“The Hover Heads didn’t chase me. To find where I was and go to the coordinates you gave me, I picked a random direction and made my way from there. The tunnel was strange. I flew for a moment and arrived somewhere completely dark. I couldn’t see anything in there.”
“You entered a tunnel void of light?” asked Sunders as he looked at Angor with a weird look.
“Yes. I saw nothing in the darkness, so I could only feel my way around,” Angor hid the fact that he used his flashlight on the tablet. He continued, “I kept flying until I reached another strange place.”
“You… kept flying? No monsters stopped you?” asked Sunders. He was so surprised that his voice was several pitches higher as he continued, “Such as vines of some plants?”
“Vines? Do you mean the mouth flowers? Oh, wait, mouth flower was a name I made myself. There were flowers with mouths growing on them. They looked pretty fun. Their roots looked like vines, and they saved my life too,” Angor answered truthfully.