Necromancer For Hire- Arc 3

Arc 3, Chapter 33

The Promotion

As Ebone led them through the elevator and up several floors, Umbra couldn't help but look at Time. He had been keeping an eye on him ever since his earlier outburst, fearful of what was to come.

"Time," Umbra murmured, coming to his side as the team trudged down a long hallway. "Are you alright?"

Though he didn't care for the Überdragon much personally, he felt compelled to attend to him, as a sort of mandatory respect. He most certainly didn't want Time getting pissed off at him.

"I'm just tired, that's all. Ready to go back to my dimension and rest a little." Time's voice was distant, and Umbra recognized the tone of untruthfullness.

As an avid lier himself, Umbra had slowly picked up the ability to tell when someone was lying, based on their tone of voice and body language. Time was obviously hiding something, based on his distant voice and dismissive gestures.

He sighed, deciding to leave the issue alone. Whatever is bothering a god, Umbra reasoned, must not be any of my business, no matter how much I want to know.

Umbra moved back to his team, leaving Time at peace. Aunora, Matthew, and Esper seemed dead on their feet, and Victor was already curled up asleep on Matthew's back.

Umbra stifled a yawn, envying his child's privilege of sleeping whenever he felt need to. He halfway wished Matthew would carry him as well, but Umbra knew that was a puerile and unrealistic desire.

"Okay," Ebone said, haulting at the end of the hallway. "We're here."

Ebone had stopped them before a rather nice looking door, its wooden material in a much higher quality than the neighboring doors. The hallway around them reminded Umbra of a hotel, with red, patterned silk carpets and contrasting walls.
"Is this his office?" Matthew asked as Ebone rapped his knuckle across the door.

"Nope," Ebone replied, pushing it open. "It's our room."

Infinity's room was quite modern from what Umbra could see with the lights off. It was like a small hotel room, the bed directly facing the door.

And on that bed, the leader of Alcorith Horizons was half naked.

Infinity squinted at the sudden burst of light that came when Ebone opened his door, rubbing his forehead all the while. He had obviously just woken up, startled by the noise that went on outside his room.

"Ugh, Ebone, is that you?" he murmured, yawning and stretching out his arms and chest. "I told you to come I'm quietly, I have a meeting tomorrow."

Silver Moon collectively gaped in shock at the blue-haired man's state of undress, realizing that perhaps being here wasn't a good idea.

"Oh, I didn't realize he was sleeping," Umbra whispered, turning to leave. "We can wait until the morning."

Ebone grabbed his collar, frowning. "Oh no," he commented, "you've woke him up. I'm not taking the fall for this one." He smiled, proclaiming loudly, "Silver Moon has come to have a private discussion! They insisted on seeing you!"

Confused by Ebone's statement, he opened his eyes, his brown skin blushing bright red when he saw his intruders.

His hands flew over his chest, trying to preserve his modesty. "What the crap?!" he cried, staring wildly from Silver Moon to Ebone.

Time smiled, unphased by Infinity's nakedness. "Hey, dude! We need to talk about this team right here," he said coolly, pointing his thumb at Umbra.