The space in front of Isaac folded inward, and something small dropped into his palm.
It was a slime.
The creature was barely larger than his palm. A translucent, pale-blue blob that sagged slightly under its own weight. It didn't bounce, didn't wiggle, and didn't even react much to being summoned. It just… sat there.
Isaac turned his hand slightly.
The slime rolled to one side lazily, as if gravity was too much effort. Two tiny dot-like eyes appeared for a moment, half-open, then slowly closed again.
"…You're sleepy?" Isaac muttered.
The slime made no sound. It simply slumped further, almost melting across his palm.
He lifted it slightly and rotated his wrist. The slime slowly slid along his skin, then stopped again. It didn't resist, or react. If anything, it looked like it was about to fall asleep.
Isaac narrowed his eyes slightly.
He could feel it.
It was weak.
