'Hello?' Deus sent a message to the cybernetic component now attached to the creatures head in an attempt to communicate; he'd installed a rudimentary method of communication using what he could, it theoretically would allow him to interpret what the creature was thinking based on certain signal responses that were sent to the implant, the implant would turn his own messages into ideas that the creature could interpret - thoughts or meanings to actions that it could understand so that the two could communicate on some level.
Almost immediately he received a reply: confusion. It wasn't a surprising reaction considering the creature was hearing thoughts that didn't belong to it appear in its own mind.
'I saved you.' He replied simply as he gave the creature time to understand what he was saying, instead of words this time he was presented with an image - an image of himself the first time he'd seen it on the lower levels of Mammon. Deus was surprised seeing this, for mental communication like this it took a combination of high IQ and cognitive functions to be able to send images.
'This thing just gets even more mysterious.' He thought to himself as he sent a reply of affirmation to the creature, instantly its thoughts became more relaxed as it let down its guard.
'What attacked you?' He cut straight to the point as he sent over an image of its wounds to help it understand what he was asking, 'CLICK! CLICK! CLICK!' A furious response came in reply like a roar of anger as activity in the implant blew up, he was bombarded with response after response as various images and more clicking was broadcast to him.
'Okay calm down! Please!' It took him several minutes of coaxing before the creature finally stopped assaulting him with thoughts for him to be able to clearly look through what it'd sent him.
The images weren't as clear as the one he'd received of himself, they were fractured and dark as if only pieces of a whole - in the darkness of each image he was only able to see glimpses of what it was that caused the creature to explode into such fury, the images became progressively worse as he saw the other two smaller creatures appear in them.
From the fragments he was able to pierce together what happened; they were in some sort of cave that existed beneath Mammon, they hadn't entered through the entrance that he'd seen in the shaft however but one that was on their floor - it went deep into the ground and breached out into an expansive cavern.
It was down there that they'd been ambushed - Deus flicked through the images before coming to one where he saw an enormous set of teeth in the dark just mere inches away from one of the smaller creatures, the image was tinged with immense sadness and loss but also fear. It was that same fear that'd caused the creature to rush frantically to what it could only assume was an exit, fortunately for it the exit had been the one that led directly up the elevator shaft to them or else it probably would have bled out.
As for its wound? The creature had caught up to it as it was squeezing through into the tunnel, its hulking frame couldn't fit through the small gap but it was able to tear a chunk of flesh out of it before it could truly escape almost killing it in the process.
If Deus had a face right now the expression on it wouldn't be anything but grim as he looked through the information. It might have been fragmented and chaotic but he was able to make enough sense of it to understand how dangerous whatever the thing down there was, although there was no clear image just its jaws alone had been massive enough to loom over the creature.
'Although, some of it may be exaggerated...' He thought with a sigh, that was one of the problems with mental images - they could be fabricated depending on the impression that the person who made them had at the time due to fear, he could only hope that most of it was as representative of the truth as was possible.
'Rest up, I'll be back for you soon.'
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"So this.. thing, is growing beneath me?" Mammon shuddered as he spoke, as the person in full control of the facilities of the stronghold it was only natural for him to think of it as his own body - his home, it would be a shock to anyone to discover there was something so dangerous that could force its way up at any time...
"For now it's something we can ignore, it didn't follow the creature up so it should be reluctant to leave it's nest for the time being." Deus replied calmly as he began to record the mental images he'd received into a database in an attempt to use some tools to clear up the recreations.
"The creature..." Mammon muttered, "We really need a better name for it than that. What're we going to call the thing that bit it? Creature#02?" He asked with a chuckle only to receive a deadpan expression from Deus in return, "If you really want to name it then be my guest; its species does need a name and..."
"Arachus!" Deus was interrupted before he could finish, "It's name I mean, we can name its species later - it's not much use if it's the last one of its kind though."
"Since you're so eager you can be the one to take care of it - figure out what it eats, its daily routine and whatever else that might be even the slightest bit interesting since we're dealing with a new species here." Mammon was left stunned as he realised the weight of the job he'd just brought on himself as he began to try and stutter out a response.
"No need, you wanted to experience new things? Learn how to raise a pet." Deus said before disappearing, if he'd had a face Mammon would have already tried to wipe the smirk of satisfaction he was imagining on that void.
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