Asura got slightly annoyed at the lack of helpfulness the Demon King gave him, and even that he assumed that Asura would somehow quit. How did one quit at life aside from suicide?! Still there was some slight help, barely there but it [b]was[/b] there. Huffing to himself he turned his attention to Zeiglar. [color=red]"I didn't stutter, I had options. Probably because I'm human in soul."[/color] He stated while shaking his 'head'. [color=red]"If every monster could do it you would probably have been wiped out by now, but it seems to be only those brought here.[/color] 

They explained the plants, which got him a bit more observant of his surroundings. It was doubtful they'd find them on the short trek, but still. Honestly he should have started analyzing plants ages ago to avoid being poisoned. Whatever, the Cave comes first. Then more training. Well he was still training, just not by conventional means. His attempt of sensing things made him aware of two other things. That Zen stuff if he remembered how people described it. So not his usual chaotic mind, so not what he wants right now.

Still he kept trying to sense...well energies. People always described the soul as energy, which is why it's supposedly eternal because energy is not made or destroyed or some shit like that. But this was a world of magic, so mana was most definitely around since Ardur just meditated and got the stuff. The magical energy shouldn't be to abundant in the Cave though since all the mana crystals had been absorbed by the core.

Trent handed him a lit torch and the group got moving. Asura holding the torch as high as he could without losing his grip on it or making the pseudopod to thin and letting it fall. Basically the torch was up a good six feet from the ground to provide a good bit of light around them.

The System decided to let the party know that they were now in the Cave. Oooo spooky. [color=red][i]System add Trent to Party.[/i][/color] He thought while trying to sense the spirits of the dead in the cave. It was doubtful, but it could happen! Trent spoke, drawing Asura's attention. [color=red]"The World's Echo?"[/color] He asked just as the glowing ghost wisps floated into view, and the hiss of a rat rung from the darkness.

The rat lunged, but Asura had dealt with enough of the rodents to be fed up with them. He [b]Smashed[/b] a Hardened pseudopod as hard as he could into its face to attempt to pulp its brain with its skull. It wouldn't be the first time, and undead tended to be slower than the living. Why was that? Aside from rigor mortis.