Amidst his team's growing fatigue and confusion, Adam continued speaking with a calm and steady voice.
For nearly ten hours, they sat in the swamp's shallow borderlands, where the air was still breathable enough to rest without immediate poisoning.
But Adam wasn't resting....
Instead he was lecturing.
From the tangled ecology of the Blighted Marsh to the ancient wars that had defiled its soil, Adam was explaining everything he knew and everything he remembered about the Fourth Floor.
The details came easily to him.
Not because he was naturally gifted, but because his very existence had changed.
As an Awakened Stream Hunter, his body, and more importantly his mind, had been elevated beyond human limits.
His memory retention was sharper, his recall near-perfect.
Data that would have once required books and notes now flowed through him like instinct.
But that was only half the reason.
The other was far more personal.
