The three of them sat in their container, waiting for someone to come see to them. Technically, considering that those from other containers were out and about, causing a ruckus, they should have also been allowed to leave. But the fact that they hadn’t suffered any harm at all, save for a small crack on their container, was highly suspicious.
As guests, they would not be questioned out right, but it was best to cooperate with the bank to avoid any unnecessary problems. After all, later on, Lex would be relying on the bank as his backing, since he was hiding his origin from the Midnight Inn.
They talked among themselves, most about what they saw in the hall. One of the things that Lex had to come to terms with was that many races were ‘humanoid’ in the sense that they had legs, a torso and anywhere from zero to six hands. Oh, there was occasionally also a head.
They fit the generic template of humanoid, but they were definitely not a part of the Humanoid alliance that humans, elves, Celestials and such were a part of. What Lex gathered so far was that to be a part of the alliance, besides having the body shape, they must also look similar.
For example, elves and humans looked similar, despite a few distinct differences. Celestials and humans actually looked almost identical externally, and dwarves were basically just short, hairy humans. Giants were large, hair humans, and fairies were tiny, almost hairless humans.
The pattern went on. But when they looked humanoid, but had scales, or their body was made of some unusual material, or if there were spikes sticking out of them, they were usually not from the alliance.
Of course, not all those they saw in the hall were humanoid. Many were also Beasts, all of them formidable.
Lex saw and assessed them all, wondering what kind of needs they would have as guests at the Inn, and how he would fulfill them, when an Obsidian Scaled Panther approached their container at last.
“Distinguished guests, I, Bagheera, as a representative of the Versalis Bank, extend my sincerest apologies for your unpleasant experience so far. Ripley has already submitted a report detailing what happened, and though we deeply regret that you have to go through such a thing, I request that you follow me so that we can get a transcript of your story to corroborate Ripley’s own report.”
Lex frowned, not because he disliked the request or was agitated by it. Instead, his instincts were telling him to pity the panther in front of him, which was highly confusing. Why should he pity the panther?
But since it was not a warning, Lex put the incident behind him.
“Of course. Please lead the way,” he said politely, giving the other two a look suspiciously. For some reason, they looked a little more chipper than he was used to.
There was no door on the glass container, instead it became completely permeable when they tried to pass through it – a function of a specific formation in this region. That was why, when they exited the container, Lex paused for a moment, and so did the others.
Although Lex knew what a major realm was like because of Jack, as his main body, which had a higher cultivation level, had never entered one, he had not anticipated how different it would feel.
As soon as he stepped out of the protection of the container, he was hit in the chest by the weight of the laws of the realm. It was not a physical weight, and it wasn’t one that lower level cultivators would feel.
Only immortals could, which is probably why Jack never felt this pressure. It was not really a feeling Lex could easily explain. The fact that the shock of the sudden weight caused him to freeze was probably the best explanation in itself of how intense it was.
But Lex quickly recovered, though he could not help but activate his left eye to study the laws of the realm a bit more. It was simultaneously breathtaking and mind numbingly immense.
He was so distracted by the intricate weave of laws that influenced every inch of this realm that he forgot to take in the beauty of the bank’s compound itself, and soon found himself in a conference room.
Gerard and Velma were taken to other conference rooms so that they weren’t ‘disturbed’ by each other while giving their transcript, but Lex wa snot fooled. They just wanted to make sure that each of them gave their own accounts of the events leading up their arrival.
As it happened, Bagheera followed them to the other conference room, while a different Obsidian Scaled Panther came in to question Lex.
“So, Mr. Lex, in your own words, can you tell me everything that happened prior to the incident, as well as during?” the panther politely asked while a pen and a notebook hovered in the air beside it, ready to note everything down.
“Sure, it’s not a problem,” said Lex, still somewhat distracted. He had nothing to hide, so only a small part of his consciousness was focused on answering while the rest of it just studied the laws of the realm.
In another conference room nearby, Velma took a seat and made herself comfortable while Bagheera sat opposite to her.
“Once again, I’m so sorry for this,” Bagheera couldn’t help but say in a professional tone. It seemed, on the surface, that he was being courteous, while the truth was something else entirely. Although he was a representative of the bank, and they were in the bank, which meant he was absolutely safe, the panther started to feel nervous the moment he stepped in the room with this particular human.
It was as if the panther’s instincts were telling him that he was trapped in the gaze of a predator, and there was nothing he could do about it. Apologizing was just his way to cutting the tension. It did not work, for when Velma smiled, Bagheera felt more nervous than he had ever before!
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