Kurt stepped up to the glowing diagram where Zaza was still carving. "How much longer?" He asked.
She glanced at the partially carved circle, measuring. "Thirty minutes to finish the diagram. Five for the ritual."
Kurt checked the battered watch on his wrist. "Make it twenty."
Her eyes went wide for a half second, then she nodded and moved faster, the scythe tracing lines with tighter, more efficient strokes, and leaving trails of violet light that burned into the floor.
Kurt moved to the far corner and paced. The thought of his luck stat surfaced on its own and his mind circled around it.
Things had a reliable habit of bending his way when the number was high. Maybe this time it could tilt the odds on a contract that was supposed to make him a slave.
He pulled the interface up in silence without breaking stride and dumped twenty points straight into Luck. Why leave things to chance when you could give it a little nudge.
[ATTRIBUTES]
Strength: 103
Agility: 104
