Eryndor's mind couldn't even register the first sentence.
My predecessor?
The Obsidian Codex?
The Dagger Hanging Above Eternity?
Dr. Kirchoff?
I disappointed these people?
When? Where? How?
Why would they put their trust in me in the first place?
Wait…
Is it because I am an eldritch entity?
So Dr. Kirhoff did indeed know about me all this time.
But what were they expecting of me in the first place?
Eryndor's thoughts only took a fraction of a moment, in which Dr. Kirchoff took action.
Using Eryndor's hair, he banged his head into the invisible wall behind.
As intense pain shot through his head, Eryndor couldn't keep maintaining his rationality, his previous thoughts scattering, with a new one replacing them.
So there is indeed a wall behind. Just invisible.
He probably used it to bang my head the first time as well.
Most likely due to the helplessness of the situation, Eryndor had begun thinking about the most useless things in the current scenario.
