To achieve the objective of sneaking past the bloom, Nyx had carried him on her back.
She took complete control of Malakai's blood, settling his heartbeat to a near stop, bringing down his temperature to match the cold night.
They had both donned pure black to blend better with the night. Carrying Malakai on her back, Nyx left the base, cutting through the forest.
The scene was almost comical. Given Nyx's petite frame, Malakai was bigger than her. Yet she carried him effortlessly.
As they moved, Malakai couldn't help but marvel at what he was currently feeling, or rather, what he didn't feel.
The usual coldness of the night wasn't there. Instead, the wind bursting against his skin felt… just right. His temperature matched the surroundings perfectly.
'Another application of blood,' Malakai noted. A reminder that he still had a lot to learn about blood manipulation.
