Back to the princess’ side of the field, where she was facing off against a previous foe. Elyenora could feel that things weren’t going her way at all, she knew it in her heart with every strike she sent towards Alinesia and every second she wasted on fighting against her. But what could she do while everyone was being held back like this? There was one and only thing she could really do to try and help out.
Ending the fight swiftly.
Alinesia had certainly grown significantly since their last fight, she was more than the princess’ match even after Elyenora had gotten her significant growth spurt after releasing the spiritual cultivation shard from her body. However, it didn’t seem like the Lioness would be able to keep up with Elyenora if she just made a simple action and unleashed her newly acquired artifacts.
“I’m sorry, but I’ll be ending our little rematch early,” the princess said as she pushed back on the fla
Alinesia had completed her transformation, however, she wasn’t the only one making moves during that last minute of action. There were still many people on the battlefield, and the ones who made the biggest change aside from her, were definitely Randus, Samuel and Sereia who all made good use of the previous minute or so of time.On their side of the field, just as Elyenora and Alinesia were having their clash of wills, Samuel and Sereia both found themselves pushing against their respective spectral opponents. It had gotten to the point where they were chasing after these Low ranking Arch Lord Class entities as if they were hunting rabbits.It was at this time that both Gandar, the court mage of the Royal palace and the elderly master of the assassin’s guild intervened on their little chase. Gandar shot through the sky atop a conjuration of wind and flew near enough to be within his range of Samuel, he weaved his staff and made a spiraling motion with it b
With Alinesia’s light blinding everyone, Randus was able to easily move about by practicing a simple spell to allow his eyes to perceive past the blinding shine of her. He had basically created pseudo shades on his face which he used to escape from Lerroy’s immediate reach.During the course of the battle so far, the two of them had been flying high up in the air and blasting each other with all manner of magical spells, it had gotten to the point that most of the soldiers down below were getting nervous just by standing underneath them. However, Randus hadn’t just been mindlessly flying about and chucking explosions at his old master, no, of course not, he wouldn’t be where he is at today if he did something so basic.The whole time they were moving around the air space, Randus had been leaving small sigils in specific locations high above the ground and laying out a layer filled circle of magic large enough to encompass most of the existing su
Just as Elyenora was dealing with Alinesia with the help of Randus’ Gravity Zone spell, so were Sereia and Samuel working on using the spell to their advantage too. Seeing as they were able to outmaneuver their respective match ups and bring down two specters, they had now managed to get away from the other two old men who’d targeted them and made their way towards where Mon’Ter was being held down by Alinesia’s parents.That, of course, didn’t take long at all with the help of Samuel’s teleportation magic.Sereia quickly landed right over the female assassin with super long nails, Allison, while Samuel waltzed right into her husband, Hendrick, and swung straight at his arms that were holding Mon’Ter’s head up close to his eye level.On Sereia’s end, things were quickly and easily dispatched. Having had the jump on the opponent she was able to instantly get Allison to dodge her first blow and leave Mon’
As Mon’Ter stood in a confrontation between himself and the three assassins, Sereia and Samuel did their best to catch their bearings and get to assisting him rather than being a burden for him. Thankfully, Samuel had some recovery potions on him, but due to his issue with coordination caused by Hendrick’s eye ability, he couldn’t move his arms in the right direction much less find where he’d stored the bottles.And as for Sereia, she actually did try to get to Samuel and find the potions for him, but, given how wounded her back really was she was having some difficulty pushing herself to stand back up and move towards his bag. Of course, this would only take her seconds to do in real time, maybe ten or twenty, but in the moments of combat those seconds would be more than enough for her and him to lose their lives at once many times over.They were dealing with assassins after all, and while these assassins were definitely slowed down from the g
Just as Mon’Ter was busy rotting on the inside, Samuel and Sereia were finally able to get back on their feet. Samuel could now see properly and move around, and Sereia had drunk a high grade healing potion that brought her back up to speed. “Agh… My back was killing me there…” Sereia said as she stretched, trying to get herself back into shape. “Do I even need to mention my head…?” Samuel held it, he still felt like it would start spinning again but thankfully it was over. “We really need to go and help Mon’Ter out,” Sereia mumbled out loud. “It seems like he got two of them but he’s facing that guy that my dad said was the best assassin in the world…” Still, they were a bit far away from the chimera and couldn’t assist him right away, especially since Mon’Ter’s fear came true. “It seems like we have our own troubles to deal with first…” Samuel pointed out as he gazed at the sky above them. “Huh? That guy again?” Sereia said in annoya
A half-moon shone brightly in the midnight sky filled with stars that dotted across the darkness to no end. Silence loomed in the forests located deep within a secluded mountain, it was a silence that was almost eerie and unnatural. There was a reason for this silence, a reason seeped in blood and terror. In one particular clearing, with four pillars surrounding a tall marble platform that had once been the resting place of the ruler of these woods now stood a bloodied, mangled corpse. Blood dripped from it on all sides as the marble was dyed in a crimson red. The body was so disfigured that you could no longer tell what species the creature once belonged to... On top of the corpse stood the silhouette of what seemed to be a man, however this man was far from what you would call human... It was a Monster. Left arm was missing, its right arm was as black as night, covered in sharp scales and spikes with a hand that was more akin to a dragon’s claws than to a human’s palm a
Roland saw the effect that this creature was having on his men, so he stepped up with his sword raised towards the being before them. “Fear not men! It is but a simple humanoid creature, you who have faced far worse can deal with it!” Roland encouraged his men, “Go, dispatch of it so we may continue.” Eight men then let out a battle cry, pumping themselves up in order to ignore the rising fear that was consuming them. They rushed towards the monstrous creature with their swords raised high, however just as they were about to cut it down... The sound of the monster’s claws stretching out was heard... In but a simple moment, the monster had slung its arm and cut down all eight knights! Its elongated claws retracted back to normal shortly after. “Me said... Leave... not attack me... Bad.” it uttered in irritation. “W-What!?” Roland yelled in surprise, and why wouldn’t he? Those armors were crafted using Adamantium ore by the royal blacksmiths themselves! Not even a dragon’s cl
The wind blew softly within the forest clearing and its rather bloody scene, two silhouettes still stood tall while conversing. “Show you what being human means?” Elyenora asked, looking up at the eye of the tall man. She was easily dwarfed by Mon’Ter who had an entire foot over her. “Yes...” Mon’Ter spoke quietly, hoping to have his request accepted. Elyenora beamed a smile, and said. “Of course!” The answer had given Mon’Ter a rather pleasant feeling he had not felt before, bringing out yet another smile onto his face. However, a face of concern suddenly appeared on Elyenora’s visage. “But, does that mean you intend to follow me...?” She asked. “Yes.” Mon’Ter replied, “Me must know.” “Mmm...” she contemplated, “Then you must know of my situation first. Else it would not be fair to drag you into my problems.” She spoke confidently and seriously, the gaze of a warrior returning to her eyes. “Okay.” Mon’Ter replied and began to wait for her explanation. “First off, my