‘Impossible…’ Finis thought to himself. ‘How could he…?’
The deathly knight flew across the cosmos, farther and farther away from the approaching Phoenix that had become of Mon’Ter. His thoughts wandered anew, as his glittering eye of gold flickered endlessly. ‘How could he simply cut through my blade? Flames, and all?’
Mon’Ter bared his teeth, swinging his left arm of flame with the might of a thousand suns, its crimson fire burning at the adversary as it neared.
‘I can’t… Dodge!’ Finis’ mind fluttered into a panic, and thus, he used his ability.
In an instant, the attacking Mon’Ter had been cleaved in twain from the chest down, the raging black flames burning his torso away into ashes while Finis stood more than a kilometer away, his sword looking brand new.
‘That should have…’ Finis breathed a sigh of relief, he turned around to
“Sam!” Elyenora came running up to the snarky mage. He was standing near the perfect cube which he had created to be an arena for the two combatants.“What happened to those two?” she asked worriedly, gazing at the structure still engulfed in chaotic energies from within. “Oh, hey Ely,” Samuel turned to her and the others approaching him. “You’re just in time to see the show.”As he spoke his words, the scenery inside the cube cleared, revealing that Mon’Ter had pinned Finis against the floor in one of the corners. His flaming left hand pushed against the deathly knight’s shattered sword, or at least what Mon’Ter had left of it. Now only the black fire sprouting from his hilt could protect him, but alas for how long?Finis’ armor had been covered in cracks all over, some deep, others outright fallen off and or incinerated. What his body revealed was simply a mass of black fire, p
In an instant, the black flames dissipated. Slowly they fluttered like butterflies, creating an aurora of colors that exploded from the darkness and revealed too many colors to speak of.Spiritus Finis, was being purified.“Is it over?” Sereia quizzed, looking up at the perfect cube with anticipation.“Mon’Ter did it…!” Elyenora smiled, loosening her grip on her hands.“Seems like it,” Namir grinned widely. “Looks like the missions will be a success! Yay!”“Let’s wait and see before we celebrate,” Lanos grumbled. “Though, damn it all… I didn’t get to go all out with Namir’s enhancement spell…”“I didn’t either,” Samuel glanced his way. “But I sure learned a lot,” he grinned widely. “I’m confident that soon enough I’ll be able to master this power all on my own… And then no
Elyenora, Mon'Ter, and Sereia all looked at Samuel with worry while Lanos did his work. Namir held the magical sphere connected to them all still and stood beside him, he himself also seemed to glance at the mage every now and then."What will we do if he has drawbacks…" Sereia mumbled near them."I don't…" Elyenora whispered back, furrowing her brows as she did. "I don't know…""Namir said people died due to it, but…" Mon'Ter joined in. "I hope Sam doesn't have the same thing happen to him…""We'll just have to wait and see then," Sereia said, stretching out her arms and straightening her back as she did. "And we’ll see what happens once we're back in elf town."“Hey, you guys,” Samuel called out to them. “I’ll go check out the rest of this place and see where the treasure room is, we might find some artifacts in here.”“Oh! Magic boom boom stuff!” Namir grin
Elyenora stepped through the gate and soon enough found herself in the midst of a swirling fog of blue, within the time it took her to make the next step, she wound up on the other side and met face to face with Agathon for the second time now, he’d been waiting for them.“Princess Elyenora! I see you’ve returned,” the elvish king spoke with his hands holding one another at his waist. “With good news, perhaps?”He stood a ways away from the teleportation point, simply standing there and awaiting their arrival since the moment they had made the connection in between the two spots. Agathon had an enormous smile plastered over his face, he obviously anticipated this return with great patience and excitement.“Yes,” Elyenora nodded as the rest of the party came through, along with the now newly purified Spiritus Finis. “We’ve accomplished our goal,” she smiled his way.“Ah! The son of Lor
Mon’Ter walked alongside Spiritus Finis and king Agathon as they made their way towards the room connecting the Nature’s Keep with Mora’s realm of white. Along the hallway, Agathon did not forget to tell his servants about his plan of a grand feast in the nightly evening, he told them to make sure there would be lots of amazing food whenever they decided to return here. Once the servants boasted of how amazing the food would be tonight, Mon’Ter felt like he may very well go back on his word about skipping dinner.‘You know, food does sound like a good thing to have tonight,’ the chimera thought with a finger on his chin, his drool slightly running. ‘Yeah, food would be good, I regret my earlier blunders and revoke them completely!’ he weirdly raised a hand as if making a victory pose, which shocked the servants and surprised the two people he’d been following. Mon’Ter didn’t mind, he simply thought more about t
Mon’Ter exited Mora’s realm together with Agathon after having accomplished his two goals. One obviously being the sap from the sacred tree and, as for the other, asking whether or not Mora knew how to unlock more of his untapped potential. Sadly for Mon’Ter, that answer wasn’t at all satisfactory and merely left him with more questions than answers. He was however excited to go meet up with his friends again, and even more excited to go back on his word. The silver lining, if you will. As they kept on strolling through the hallways of the Nature’s keep, Mon’Ter suddenly decided to turn to the elven king with a quizzical expression. “Oh, oh, king Agathon,” he spoke with a smile, quite obviously over excited about something. “Namir mentioned elven cuisine before! What types of foods do you have?” and quite obviously, that something was food. “Ah, well, the traditional elven cuisine mostly comprises a mixture of nature’s finest resources. Whether that b
“A mercy kill?!” Mon’Ter shouted at the king with a scowl. “So you just killed them?!” “I did, yes,” Agathon turned back to Mon’Ter to show his conviction, he’d furrowed his brows and wrinkled his brow. “I do not regret that decision, no matter how much I wish there was another way out of it!” the king grit his teeth hard, sharply in taking another breath before speaking again. “The sad truth is simply that there wasn’t. You are either able to overcome this addiction to magic power or you cannot! There are no in betweens when it comes to this, Mon’Ter!” The chimera clicked his tongue and marched to the wall on the side; he raised his fist and punched through it in rage as he roared. “DAMN IT!” his fist caused the wall to collapse and dust to flow into the air, more than a dozen rooms got destroyed in the process of the shock wave which ensued from his fist’s velocity. “Don’t cause such a ruckus now, Mon’Ter,” Agathon said as he weaved his finger with fast mov
Once the sun came up, Mon’Ter finally took his eyes off of Elyenora and looked at the impending light, softly gracing their skin and reaching for their eyes. “Finally morning,” he mumbled softly with a stagnant breathing, his gaze slightly narrowed and convicted for what is to come. “I wonder if King Agathon is ready with his teleportation thingy yet or not.” Mon’Ter moved his gaze to Sereia, who half napped, half just stood awake and recuperated. Hopefully, it would be enough to walk. He mumbled to her as he stood up. “He’d better.” “Yeah, definitely would better have,” Sereia groaned, doing her best to lift herself up from bed. “Ugh… I can somewhat move now at least, damn, I hate using the water Avatar state… And to do it twice in a row is just… Urgh…” “Could have been worse,” Mon’Ter concentrated on his left side, he placed his eyes on the stump and slowly caused a surge through his bloodstream. Within seconds, a second arm grew in place of his emp