My Trash Talent Is Actually OP!
Chapter 45 - 45: Trust [5]: Eyes Everywhere

"You..." she pointed at Asher, "...tried to kill your friend with a real blade. I don't care what abilities you awakened. You used a weapon. And not just any weapon—one powerful enough to cause permanent damage to someone like Sinnett."

She turned to Sinnett next. "And you... what kind of reckless fool strangles someone with... hair? Snake hair?! And you snapped her neck like it was nothing. Do you understand how dangerous that is?! That wasn't training or a spar. That was war."

Sinnett winced, rubbing his shoulder where the blade had pierced. "Yeah... I lost it. A little."

"A little?" she snapped. "You strangled that lady till she vanished. You almost killed my son."

"I was the one stabbed," he said with a crooked smile.

But before she could launch into him again, Sinnett's grin faded a little. He held up his hands and said, more seriously this time.

"Look... I didn't mean to go that far. But when he stabbed me with that dagger... I... I just lost control."

He gestured to his now burned shoulder. "That thing, it was like garlic to a vampire. You don't understand. That blade wasn't meant for someone like me."

Asher's brows curved together. He hadn't said anything about the blade. No one had, and he was more confused about how it was related to Sinnett.

"...How do you know what that blade is like?" he asked quietly, staring at him.

Sinnett turned to him, eyes black again for a moment before fading back to silver. "I don't know," he admitted, and his grin turned confused. "I just... felt it."

Asher stared harder, unsettled. The blade wasn't for Sinnett. It was for something else entirely. And yet... he reacted as if it was made to destroy him.

He didn't say anything, but his curiosity increased, and he would only get answers when his mother wasn't close.

Sinnett looked shaken for a moment, then gave a soft laugh under his breath. "Damn, that thing's got bite."

Asher's mother crossed her arms and glared at both of them.

"This isn't over," she warned. "We'll talk when you're not both bleeding like idiots."

Then she turned and walked away, still fuming.

Alya exhaled slowly beside Nova, finally speaking. "Well... that escalated."

Nova's eyes didn't leave the boys. As soon as Alya announced that dinner was ready and walked off, she came off the fence, then made her way to their side.

"Now I want to know what that blade really is…"

Asher simply shrugged. He adjusted his position and sat down on the ground, trying to regain his energy.

"I collected it when I was getting my uniform, like a personalized blade for the user," he explained, and held out his hand. When he did, one of the daggers—the one he used on Sinnett—reappeared with blood.

He held it in front of him and moved it slowly in a way the moon's light shone on it at a perfect angle to display the runes on it.

"Must be what Necromancers use for fighting, since it had a little bit of my mana in it. I don't know why it got you pissed like that though," he said, shifting his gaze to Sinnett, who just stared blankly at it.

Sinnett shifted away from the blade a little, then he crossed his arms. "Being a demi-human has its disadvantages."

Both Nova's and Asher's brows rose questionably, then they both asked in unison, "You're a demi-human?"

He chuckled softly and then raised his locs on the left side of his face, revealing his pointed ears with scaly-like designs on his skin.

Then he raised all his locs up and tilted his head to show the serpent tattoo on his neck.

Then he smiled, "Seventy-five percent human, twenty-five percent serpent... cool, right?"

He asked, only to see Nova mumbling something to Asher, and he nodded and kept nodding, totally ignoring Sinnett's question.

"Hey... did you hear me?"

"Yes," Asher replied and smiled. "We were just surprised because you don't have the lower body."

"No, just ears, and a few serpent-like abilities," he smiled. "That's why I can phase through objects instead of going invisible like normal serpents."

Then he shifted his gaze to Nova. "We're actually even better than dragons. They only turn invisible or camouflage themselves and breathe fire."

"What do you mean by that?! I have other abilities. I'm not like lower dragons," Nova snapped, offended by how he lowered her as if she was useless.

The blade still pulsed faintly with leftover mana, in Asher's hand while they bickered and even now, it felt like it was humming.

He gripped it tighter, then let it dissolve into black smoke. The blood fell to the grass below, quickly absorbed by the earth.

Nova crossed her arms tightly after her outburst, her eyes narrowing as she glared at Sinnett.

He had that smug look again, but it was thinner now, less cocky, as if his brush with death had sobered him just enough to realize how much they were all holding back.

"I wasn't trying to insult you," he said finally, glancing away. "I just... never met a dragon that didn't think they were royalty."

"And I've never met a serpent that lived long enough to say it to a dragon's face," Nova muttered, brushing dirt off her sleeve. She didn't look at him after that.

Asher leaned against the fence, breathing steady now. The blade vanished from his hand in a quiet swirl of black mist. Nova stood near, arms crossed, still watching Sinnett with narrowed eyes.

Sinnett rubbed his shoulder and broke the silence. "I wasn't trying to go that far. I just… wanted to show your mom you're not some sweet little kid."

Asher glanced at him. "Yeah, well… I wasn't thinking either. I shouldn't have stabbed you."

Sinnett gave a small shrug. "I shouldn't have snapped her neck."

They both paused, then muttered at the same time.

"Sorry."

Nova rolled her eyes. "Finally."

Asher stared at Sinnett, trying to piece together the fragments of what he'd just seen. The eye in Sinnett's palm had disappeared, but its eerie glow still lingered in his thoughts.

"You asked to come here?" he repeated, skeptical.

Sinnett nodded casually, dropping his arms to his sides and rolling his shoulders. "Yeah. Told them I wanted a change of pace. Technically, I'm here on an exchange program."

Nova's brows shot up. "Since when do people volunteer to come to Velcrest? This city's a mess."

"Exactly," Sinnett said, grinning. "Perfect place to get into trouble. And figure out a few things I needed to know."

"You mean spy on people?" Asher asked.

Sinnett gave him a look. "Surveillance. I prefer the term observational insight."

Nova scoffed, crossing her arms again. "Yeah, and I'm sure that sounds a lot better when you're writing your weekly reports to whoever you actually work for."

Sinnett just laughed. "If I was working for anyone, they'd be broke by now trying to keep up with me."

Asher frowned. "So, what, you're here for fun? For curiosity?"

"Sort of," Sinnett replied, tone cooling slightly. "There's a lot going on in this city, and even more under it. Things waking up, things that shouldn't be moving at all. I figured… if I'm going to get stronger, I might as well be where all the chaos is brewing."

He paused, then looked at Asher more directly.

"And after today, I think I made the right choice."

There was something heavy behind those words, and Asher didn't miss it.

"You knew something would happen," he said quietly. "Didn't you?"

Sinnett shrugged, but didn't deny it. "I had a feeling. I've seen bits and pieces of it. Ripples. You show up, awaken that," he motioned vaguely toward where Asher's dagger had dissolved.

"And things start shifting. People notice. Some people, things, actually, start to stir. You're not just some kid who woke up as a necromancer, Asher."

Asher was quiet for a moment. Then he asked, "What exactly do you see with those eyes?"

Sinnett's grin widened slightly. "Everything I want to."

Before either of them could respond, he held out his hand again and slowly opened his fingers.

The eye blinked open once more, and at the same time, several more appeared in a line along the fence behind Asher, like ink seeping into the world itself, forming sockets that blinked and shimmered before fading again.

Nova stood up immediately and stepped back. "Okay. That's creepy. Stop doing that."

"They're only active when I call them," Sinnett said with a shrug. "It's a bloodline gift. Serpent-born traits. Let me see through surfaces, people, lies… even some barriers."

"So you're part spy, part stalker, and part snake," Nova said, shaking her head. "Great."

Sinnett grinned. "Told you. I'm fun."

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