E-emperors? As in, like the Earth Elental Emperor? Two more survivors of our forr demigods are standing before us?
“Yothmlak” started to slowly walk around us in a circle, inspecting their arms and wings like an art appreciator.
“Beautiful, isn’t it? Composite elents are always so difficult to create unless one is born with that talent, but we guess it has gotten much easier with the descent of the invaders. Introducing their otherworldly control of mana to create a creation like the Divine System… Ahem, is such a display from the invaders not so brilliant?” the two emperors declared as they suddenly shifted back to the sa personality they had disguised themselves with as Yothmlak. “Though, I guess we should be thankful. With the System, we wouldn’t have been able to obtain such a body. Witness it; real enough to fool you two.”
The scales attached to the two elentals’ bodies broke off, calling onto the cold ground with the ringing sound of solid tal, revealing a draconic body made entirely from ice. They then shot up, attaching themselves back to the body with millions of little slicing sounds as they cut through the air to return from where they fell.
“Creating a body from another elent is quite difficult, mind you, little fae. Neither of us are ingrained with that knowledge, after all, but it certainly was helpful that our friend, the previous Ice Elental King, was so accommodating of us as we stayed here in permanent exile.” The smirk on the elentals faded as a more forlorn look gazed down their hand before they finally placed it back on the ground. “Controlling the dragon scales was far easier with the wind and water mana ingrained in them. Simply empower them as the wind beckons, and they—”
The scales molted their outer layer before they were shot at the wall, penetrating the hardened ice walls with ease.
“—are shot at such a speed that they can even catch up to that impeccable speed, Stain. If the Wind Elental Emperor were still in their pri, you certainly would have been invited to our races. You would have been soone our kin would have loved to race against, before a greater wind elental catches a fancy and willingly contracts with you. Ah, but those tis are gone. Non-faemancers wouldn’t understand it, I presu.” The elental gave us an anticipating look, but before either of us could answer, the elentals shook their head. “Our ti has passed. Neither are we worthy of the title of primarch, nor are we even kings. re greaters with our divinity and mana usurped.”
“So even as ‘Yothmlak,’ when you first t us, this was the plan, right?” Vifi spat out, still keeping herself in front of as if she was ordered to protect . “Luring us into this place with that core.”
S-she spoke first again… S-so this is the reason why? I grit my teeth as I finally understood why I always felt weird around “Yothmlak.” Now that I look back at it, wasn’t this presence similar in a way when we first found the Ice Elental King? That sa feeling of… being just a small fae?
Regardless of my own worries, the elentals stared at the ceiling, scratching their chin before they turned back to us, showing us a smile as we didn’t take the obvious bait to flee. “… No.”
“What?” Vifi and I both stared at the false-dragon in bafflent, causing them to let out a boisterous laugh so unfitting for that sa Yothmlak we ca to know.
“Surely? You have a fae next to you, and truly believe we would think this plan to such an extent? Fie on you, Stain! You have spent so much ti with those ice elentals, but it seems you haven’t really understood anything about them…” Their joyous facade quickly faded as their green and blue eyes started to shine with their aura spreading inside this chamber. “Though, what could I have expected from filth from the other world. Uncaring about the balance of a world, invading it despite our pleas… Tainting Peolynca’s mana with their… haaaa, divine blemishes that none of us could have fathod to exist!”
The elentals’ claws dug into the ground, digging up so of the hard ice.
“So, no; the plan was never to bring you both here. The promise we gave the Ice Elental King was that for my refuge here, we would let our last remnants of mana flood the rivers of Frozen Nest, filling its water with mana so pure that… an ice elental emperor might be born.” The elentals stared at the spire.
… So that’s how the peaks had gained such a reputation. I guess the books hadn’t begun talking about it a few centuries after the Kargryxian civil war.
“Only when that plan failed, sabotaged by the betrayal of a dragon, did the previous king finally relent.” The elental’s eyes drifted over to the corpse of Yothmlak, frozen in place in the iceberg.
I could see the body completely stripped of any scales and carapace, leaving the once mighty dragon without even his pride—those very scales which had kept him alive for so many years. Surprisingly, the real Yothmlak was a bit larger than the already titanic body the elental had created, although that would explain how it was able to create such a body when I could still hear the noise upstairs.
Prince Nongramos was probably still fighting the false dragon. We could afford to stall the elental further by having them continue speaking. If what they showed us on the surface was a fraction of their powers to keep up their disguise as Yothmlak, then now that they didn’t have to hide their control over wind and water as two of Peolynca’s forr primarchs, our circumstances might have just gotten worse.
Not to ntion, since Prince Nongramos didn’t see us enter the glacier through this path, he wouldn’t be able to locate us even after he won his battle. [Detection Sensor] wouldn’t be able to find us, as we would be one of many signals. He would have to sniff us out… detect Vifi’s lingering mana when she used her voltaic lightning to get us here.
“And that is how you ford this new goal. With Tasianna in… I see, when you first saw us. When we first journeyed to the glaciers,” Vifi stated.
“Yes… those wyverns. With the great betrayal of Yothmlak, forcing the previous king to slay the dragon with my help, I have nurtured the wrath so of the elentals felt for the decline of their king. So joined in my pursuit as I managed to gather beasts unwilling to maintain the status quo of being re ‘hunting prey’ for these arrogant dragons, having forgotten our old pact. Our old friendship with Thalaxarus, and the gift he received to beco a true ice wielder,” the elental continued, with far more vigor than before as they stomped Yothmlak’s frozen “coffin.” “The warning we received from that alchemist beca true, and that seed of distrust sprouted into this dragon hunt. All the dragonkin must suffer; to remind them of their betrayal and the consequence of breaking bonds.”
Alchemist?
“The beasts were tempered and taught by our new friend, and we received more of the blood that denies the gifts of the dragons! Their mighty scales fell before their own kin’s blood, dissolving the mana keeping them so haughty, revealing how vulnerable they truly are without the gifts they were born with,” the elentals declared as they tapped on a spot on the iceberg coffin, pointing at the patch of blood sared around Yothmlak’s chest—his heart. “True ice… the power he sought was turned on him. His greed knew now bounds; he saw no fault in his action! He only sought power, and this is where he will remain.”
The elental then pointed at us, slowly walking forward as they glared at us before turning to the core behind . “All we wanted was to kill those wyverns and take back our dominion of these glaciers, but what the ice elental king found was sothing far more valuable. A fae who is able to wield true ice. Albeit, clumsily, as your body rejects the mana like poison, but that was all we needed. Once the core is bound to you, you will have an eternity to ld with it. You will beco the ice elental king, Tasianna… and we will protect you as you gain that title. All we ask is that you allow us to stay with you, so that we may harness so of that divine mana we had lost in the past. Help us, and you will gain the powers you wished for when you first arrived.”
“My allegiance remains with Princess Hestia,” I stated, firmly. Considering Vifi hadn’t acted yet, it seed we would still have to delay things. As such, Vifi kept moving, leading away from the elentals.
“Ah, yes. The drivel you kept repeating over and over, again. Then again, I guess you might have been correct with her survival, considering her brother is sohow speaking about her. His monologuing is starting to tire ,” the elental said, confirming the noise above. It also confird that the elental had control over that other false Yothmlak body. “… Though, were the two of you waiting for him to appear? Banish that foolish thought, as the entire glacier is in the know. Every elental—even those you traveled with—has been ordered by to ‘protect their new king from the dragon.’”
“W-what do you an by that?” I stumbled as I thought of Elk and Burrower, not to ntion the countless smaller elentals who had accompanied and… danced and sang with us.
“The dragon prince is starting to understand that sobody more capable of manipulating the wind mana was around. Not to ntion, using his fla breaths at the glacial peak—where ice mana is so saturated—will only lower his mana reserves. A horde of ice elentals await him; every greater and lesser elental will gladly fight and perish for the coronation of their new king! Of the one who will make their dreams co true—you!”
“Y-you can’t—” I snapped as the mories I made with the elentals flashed before . The many lesser and normal elentals who were too naive or childish to ruminate on their actions and what consequence they would deliver—they would gladly fight if an order ca, and they wouldn’t think worse of it! … Just like us fairies. We would believe anything as long as it ca from sobody older or more experienced.
I wanted to cry out so desperately, chastising these forr emperors for their callous action against their own kind, but I was stopped. Vifi had started talking to telepathically.
[“They will notice the silence, so start grimacing. Make them think you are trying to keep your tongue!”] she ordered, reminding once again of our first eting with “Yothmlak.” As such, I did just that, but none of it was acting, as I could feel my very being wanting to explode for not voicing my opinion of the two forr emperors.
“Let it go, Tasianna. Being free with your emotions is our privilege as fae—as rulers of elentals!” the elentals stated, continuing in their attempt to win over.
Yet, my focus was solely reserved for Vifi.
[“I found it. The last of the nto Donut is supposed to get for that big dragon above,”] she said as she sent what she saw on the Yothmlak’s head, enshrined in place with the ice. [“A bundle of white, blue, cyan scales. And from them, I can feel lingering demonic energy.”]
There, right there. A silver string in the form of a snake kept a bundle of scales of various colors and shapes together by being strung through a hole dug into one of the ends of these scales. It kept them all together in the form of a necklace as it was sprawled on the dragon’s head like a circlet.
Scars and cracks could be seen on them, maiming a few of them as massive portions of the scale were lost in so manner. So of them glowed green and blue, for so reason, but I could also see so dark corruption, like necrosis, disfiguring the frozen-in-ti beauty of so of these draconic scales.
… Yet, I couldn’t really tell if this truly was an artifact left behind by Princess Hestia’s grandfather, Nordoramsul. It could have belonged to the original Yothmlak, after all. Yet, I trusted Vifi’s words when she noted the demonic energy part. Who was I to say anything against that, when our party had always relied on either Klea’Hatma or Vifi to sniff out disguised demonkin?
[“The ice isn’t true ice,”] I added when I noticed what she was intending for giving this information.
[“Good, then I can break through it pretty easily. The way the elental’s claws are having trouble digging into it suggests it’s probably harder than this ice cavern’s walls and ceiling. If I can break the iceberg, I can get us out. We just need to distract them, okay?”]
[“Understood. Then, I’ll try to lead the discussion into a—”]
And our discussion ended when the sound of cracking ice suddenly appeared below us. Before we could react to it, the ground shot up, wrapping the cold ground around Vifi’s feet like moldable clay, pinning her down. As she was about to punch through the ice, the ground suddenly sank, causing Vifi to lose her balance and fall on the ground.
“… Did you think I wasn’t wary of where Stain was looking?” the elentals declared coldly, their eyes glowing with mana. “Similar to how you were stalling , I was stalling just long enough for the ice elentals to perform their mastery over the ice. Stain, I must speak with Tasianna alone for a mont. Thank you.”
“Wha—WAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” Vifi scread as she pulled into the ground, disappearing before as I couldn’t do anything before the hole shut close.
“No!” I shouted, but even my voice was too late. Gripping my hands, I pulled out my catalyst and prepared for battle, only for my body to freeze when I saw a cloud of scales hover over , ready to shoot down if I tried to act.
“There is no reason for us to fight, Tasianna. Young fairy and future king of ice,” they stated, causing to grit my teeth in anger as I couldn’t believe their audacity. “Or, if you wish to threaten you, then let tell you that I did an it when I said I needed Stain’s body. Alive or dead, it doesn’t matter, as long as I can harvest so of her demonic mana. Which ans, depending on how you wish to proceed with our discussion, she might live or die. Her life hangs on your choice, and I wouldn’t underestimate the army of elentals hiding below.”
I clicked my tongue but decided to loosen up, putting my catalyst back on my belt.
They nodded, content, before turning back to Yothmlak’s body as their terrifying aura started to subside. “Fairy, I have a question: do you know why we elental emperors all failed to reach divinity despite the fact that we had the world worshipping us as their elental primarchs?”
I stayed silent, but even after so ti had passed, the elental kept waiting for , unburdened by the noise above or the ones below. Prince Nongramos and Vifi were both fighting for their lives, yet all I could do was wait. Was the answer here to wait until everything would lead to our victory… or was this included in that “proceed with our discussion” part? Would speaking ease their battles?
“… The Origin Gods appeared too soon and—”
“Wrong. Don’t bring them in here, the fault lies not with them, but with ourselves. We were unable to achieve apotheosis because we did not know how to mold mana in such a manner that allows us to achieve our goal,” they replied, irritated as they scratched on the iceberg, trying to dig sothing out of it. “Instead, as you do not understand, let ask you another question. You as a fairy must know the Iggdrasil family, correct?”
I nodded, keeping my mouth shut that I was once their maid.
“The royal family of fairies, the only ones to be able to propagate their ‘bloodline’ despite being faefolk. The closest to the elves your race has ever been to fully copy what transford you fae into fairies. Not just your appearance and the fact you must eat and drink to survive, but also the fact you can make a family. That is what makes the Iggdrasil family so special amongst the fairies, and why all fairies consider them their rulers the mont they are—Arck! B-born!”
The elentals yelled as they ripped out the scale necklace from Yothmlak’s corpse, prying out so of his remains with it. As the elentals cleaned off the flesh and skin, dangling the scale necklace around them with such nimbleness as if they were never frozen in the first place.
“Have you never tried to question that?”
“Huh?” I raised an eyebrow.
“Why is it that you fairies consider the Iggdrasil family your rulers the mont you et them? We speak of this from experience, as the wind elental emperor was the one to grant the Iggdrasils a long-lasting bond of friendship that allowed their family an astounding control of the wind elent as if they were wind elentals.”
… Wait, why is that so?
Now that I think about it, from the very start of my life, when I was born in the outskirts of the Saelarial fairy village and was taken in by the Silverpond family, I always had this weird absolutism in my mind. Not just the fact I was more beholden to my emotions and wishes, to the point I seed childish in my mories, but also how I felt… more positive feelings when I witnessed the royal fairy family for the first ti. Even more than my familial ties with my adoptive family.
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Never have I thought of betraying the Iggdrasil family, always wanting to serve them as the perfect servant. I listened to them and I would obey without question, but wasn’t this just a quality for a good retainer?
Yes, of course. I was taught this by my adoptive family. Yet… it always felt natural to do so.
Why so, though? We fairies were known to be free-spirited due to our fae-like nature. While we could form respect for others and not treat them like our playthings to annoy, it was entirely different with the royal family. Never have I seen a fairy treat them badly, nor did any speak an inkling of criticism after their youngest daughter died due to my failure. Sure, it was in our nature, but… why?
“Faith, that is why,” the elentals answered as if they could read my mind. “Like how the humanoids instantly recognized divinity when the Origin Gods usurped our positions as elental primarchs and took over as this world’s first gods. All could feel they were godlike, with this aura that cannot be described in terms those who had experienced it before can understand. Faith. That is the answer.”
Faith?
“An ambiguous term that describes mana that carries the emotions, wishes, and devotion of a living being, similar in a way to an aura. When humanoids pray with sobody in mind, just like how mana would listen to us when we cast spells, mana would carry these wishes in the form of a weak aura to that person. However, unlike those ready to beco or are gods, most normal beings will not have a thod to attract this mana towards them before all those emotions are swept away like the sand grains on a beach, never to reach their goal.” The elentals turned to , bringing the necklace with them before laying it before . “The Origin Gods have an attraction that pulls that faith to them, and now they have the Divine System to do it in mass. One does not need to know the Origin Gods for their ‘faith’ to fuel the Divine System. Just like how a fairy does not need to know the Iggdrasil family, as they are born from faith, just like all fae are. Emotions or the elents taking form with the help of mana!”
“I…” I tried to say sothing, but I couldn’t as I gazed at the elentals’ glowing eyes.
“Faith from other fairies molded you, Tasianna. You couldn’t betray the Iggdrasil family because it was in your nature. Yet, instead of going to them, your devotion is entirely directed to your princess—this fire dragon whelpling. Such a devotion to her, never relenting on the fact she might have died in this snow… such faith. It makes you so different from other fairies, to the point you are able to question this faith when I spoke of it.” The elentals stroked their chin as their mouth curved into a grin. “Hehe, sothing we emperors would have definitely loved from our followers, but most are re faefolk. None was like you. And the humanoids never had such a strong faith in us, never worshipping us like how they are doing with the Origin Gods. We also didn’t have the ability to absorb all that faith-filled mana, even if we were the case… but its different now.”
He turned to the spire, drawing my attention as well.
“The Earth Elental Emperor was the only one to attempt to find a solution, as the rest of us dawdled on our laurels, believing it was just a matter of ti before we ascended. They tried to create their own patron race in the form of dwarves, mimicking the elves, humans, and fairies, yet when the ti ca for them to fuel them with faith, they turned their worship to Crustacia, elevating her even further. How ironic, no?” The elental let out a bone-chilling laugh before turning back to . “But we found the answer. The reason why the Origin Gods were so capable of absorbing emotion-filled mana is because the world they ca from was drenched in it. Like magnets.”
They pointed at the necklace. “These scales had absorbed demonic mana. A silver dragon pair had left this and an ice spear behind after the demon wars. We, naturally, were curious about it when the Ice Elental King found it, and so we resided in it, allowing us to understand why we were beaten by the Origin Gods.”
My eyes widened. “… No. Vifi—You’re—”
“The idea has its rits, no? The demonkin can donate her mana to us—to you—and help you beco a king while we reobtain our powers as emperors—as demigods! We will reobtain the mana we left in these peaks!” he shouted. “And you, Tasianna, can reobtain that which you have lost.”
“What I lost?” I squinted as I heard those words. It wasn’t to obtain new power, but to retrieve sothing that I didn’t have any longer.
They reached at as I was montarily stunned, prompting to back off as they pointed a claw at my chest. “Isn’t there sothing you wish, Tasianna? Sothing more than just power? A guilt that you need to rid yourself of, a trauma that made you so devoted to your current mistress?”
“I—” I shut myself up before I could speak. Their identity might have changed, but this was still the sa person who I had spent that horrible one week with. The sa person who kept attempting to have join them in their plans. I couldn’t fall into these honeyed words. “There is nothi—”
“What a pitiful lie, fairy. You have no control over your expressions. Mindlessly following behind that mistress of yours like a drone, defanging yourself when true power lies before you. A liberation from your current tornt, from your sins of the past! You will beco king!” he stated with a wild snarl like a bloodthirsty general. “The Ice Elental King who can make everything with ice! Birth a new generation of fae—lesser, fairies, or elentals! Or… rectify what you have lost, Tasianna.”
The elentals reached their hand out.
“Will you not, at least, attempt it with ? Create a world for us fae that we have lost? All the dancing and singing, without having to be treated as prey by the dragons. Think of the wonder and tales we could create in such a world.”
“Singing…” I mumbled as I thought of the nymphs and lesser fae I had spent nearly a month with. We traveled and spent our days together in that dreary tunnel, yet despite the lack of light, proper als, and warm accommodations, I still found it so much fun.
“No more would we be betrayed by others. By our friends. We can be the change, Tasianna. Never will our friends be threatened by others again, causing an oath or promise to break due to their death. We can be the change! However, it can only happen if we take the steps forward. For—”
“Princess Schuri…” I mumbled as I finally felt sothing strange going on in my mind.
… Ah. My eyes widened as I realized foreign mana was entering my body, affecting my brain at this very mont. They are using an aura on .
Yet, it was too late. The elental never turned off their aura attack, they always had it on. They just changed it to sothing similar like [Saint’s Aura] or [Royal Presence] to cajole to say what they wanted, or think what they wanted to think just like how Princess Hestia would use it to persuade others…
The elentals’ smile widened into a crescent moon as they heard fumble. “She is still within you, Tasianna. Bring the young fairy princess back.”
“N-no, wait! Stop it! Stop affecting my mind—”
“Stop fighting against what you must do!” they bellowed, silencing with an ear-puncturing voice. “She is gone because of you! Yet, you won’t take any action into bringing her back? Do not forget, Tasianna, we are fae. We are bundles of mana! You can bring her back.”
“False! Lies, filthy lies from your mouth!” I shouted back as I pulled my catalyst from my belt and ford an ice spear from the gel-like sli, throwing it like a javelin at the elental only for the floating scales to parry them. “Fae are still beholden to the laws of death! Every fae is born with a soul, and Princess Schuri died years ago! Her soul has been reborn! Her soul is no more!”
I readied my spells as I felt my mana escaping my body, forming magic circles. The anger filling my head with a desire to rebel broke through that annoying feeling in my mind.
Yet, the elentals stayed calm. “… No issue. If you cannot be persuaded with my mana, then there is still another way.”
The elental’s body cracked like a broken window pane, shattering into a million fragnts while the scales shot up, flying around in a cloud as they prepared for battle. Similarly, I prepared myself for the battle, having already readied ten spells to be cast. I could hear Vifi fighting loudly below. Fierce, without qualms for the enemy, and resolute that she would achieve victory.
As such, I had to do the sa. Even if I couldn’t defeat the elentals inside their own ho, I would escape with Vifi. I just needed to—
[“You took nearly a month to get here, did you think I wouldn’t secure so thods to assure you wouldn’t escape from , Tasianna? Godhood has no shortcuts.”] I heard two disembodied voices ring in my head simultaneously, neither from “Yothmlak.”
One was from a young child, while the other was from a mature woman, mixed together to sound like nothing but instrunts played in discordance. One too high, one was quite low. Usually, this would create a semblance of harmony, though, as Princess Hestia would like to say, but this discord was gnawing on my focus. Yet, despite these differences, they continued speaking with such unity as their words perfectly conveyed what they thought.
[“Our dream as fae will beco true. We need your help, Tasianna, and we will make it so. No matter your grievances, your mistress—that young dragon—will grant you a ti to repose. So that you may once again embrace what makes us fae fae,”] the voices announced before the air around started to twist around like an [Air Shield].
I activated my spells in response, but before they could fully materialize, the horde of scales shot forward, destroying the materialized spells before they fully ford. I tried to reply in kind with a true ice spell, but before I could, the air shield pulled back into the ground as ice chains shackled my limbs.
A strong gust blew the Ice Elental King’s core towards , slamming with it as it pushed close to the scale necklace. As I lay there, trying to stand up again, the necklace started to glow green and blue before similarly colored sli shot out from it, wrapping and the core in it. As my body was fully enveloped by it, my mana connection to my spells was cut off, causing all my spells to fizzle out.
As I stared in horror as I was caught in a trap, my consciousness started to drift as the words of my capturer sent into a sleep like a lullaby.
[“We will make your fairy tale co true, young fairy.”]
Effects: [Excited: 17%] [Anger: 17%] [Fear: 17%]
inflicted on [Wrath Demonkin, Vifi’Yok]
My red lightning shot forward like an arrow, piercing and vaporizing the ice elentals, unable to dodge out of it. The thunderous halberd destroyed walls, shields, and bodies as it carved through my enemies, paving the path forward for .
A blizzard raged, artificially created inside this ice cavern by this ambush of ice elentals, preventing from using mana magnetism to accelerate myself. I was truly only relying on my body now, but even then, I wasn’t deprived of my tools. A soldier’s and warrior’s safeguard has always been their skill and training, but tools and equipnt were equally as important to the war effort.
“One does not walk into battle with re fists, no matter how powerful the pugilist. Armor of tal or armor of mana; let arrogance and blood not blind you to the fact that you are a re mortal.” … On the second day after I was adopted, my father taught that simple lesson that every leader must rember. There was a reason why supplies and logistics were a major reason for winning or losing a war.
[Agility Elixir (Major)] inflicted on [Wrath Demonkin, Vifi’Yok]
There was no reason to hold back now that we have reached the final sprint. I would bring Aurora its victory and the spoils of battle as their Warbringer!
Once again, the sound of ice splintering apart in front of my all-destroying lightning. The rumbling wake I left behind as I finished off the majority of the elentals left a weird taste in my mouth, as I couldn’t feel satisfied with such an ambush. Not enough greater elentals, honestly. Far too many normal ones who were like rats in strength.
My excitent was talking, really, but even the rational part of , unable to fully reveal itself since my emotions were surging, could tell I would not et my match here. The greater elentals were quickly destroyed as my thunderous weapons struck them down, although I could tell none of them had perished as they kept reforming themselves.
No matter. The goal wasn’t to defeat them, it was to find an opportunity to return to the cavern above. And I did just that as my [Voltaic Red: Thunderspeed Roar] cleaved the ground apart, allowing to climb up and leave the elentals below behind. Yet, what I saw when I returned to the chamber was not the howls of battles as my companion faced down a forr god, but the sickening state of everything—defeat.
Tasianna was trapped inside a gelatinous blob similar to a sli as it slowly started to grow, shining a bright cyan as I could feel the cold even from here. Strong ice mana wafted around, maybe even true ice, causing my skin to crawl as I could feel it affecting my manatech prosthetic.
[“Ahhhh… so these are her mories. That is how she developed into the perfect host for us,”] a freaking annoying buzzing filled my head with words, grating on my already heightened emotions. [“Stai—No, I shall show you respect. Vifi’Yok, forr Warbringer of the blemish of Peolynca, dare you wish to free your companion from her cocoon of ascendance, then you must face … and the allies I have made on the way.”]
“Kurraaaaaaghhhhhhh!”
I took in a deep breath as I heard that roar echo from sowhere. I knew that sound, that beastly howl. The one responsible for the dragon hunts stood before , having captured my party mber, and the executor for that order started to rear its head.
The monkey.
I grip my rapier tightly as I fueled my arms with mana.
“Na correctly, elental,” I declared. “I am Vifi’Yok, sixth mber of the rank A adventuring party, Aurora! Prepare to die.”
Na: Vifi’Yok Level: 155 Race: Wrath Demonkin
Age: 17 Years Job: [Blood Thunderstorm] EP: 34/40
Developnt Jobs: [Red Lightning Assassin]
[Demonkin Officer]
[Red Lightning Destroyer]
Status: Health: 18782 Mana: 10253
Strength: 12298 Intelligence: 7567
Vitality: 8276 Wisdom: 9411
Agility: 14099 Stamina: 27861
Effects: [Excited: 17%] [Anger: 17%] [Fear: 17%]
Skill Points: 0 (3500 total SP gained. 2500 from Unique Job, 1000 through levels, 3500 SP used for skills)
Unique Skill: [Voltaic Electromagnetism]
Skill: Magic skills and related:
[Arcane Mind Lv. 10] [Lightning Magic Lv. 7]
[ntal Warfare Lv. 8] [ntal Stability Lv. 8]
[Chant Revocation Lv. 10] [Magic Power Enhancent Lv. 10]
[Silent Casting Lv. 7] [Fluid Cast Lv. 5]
[Delayed Cast Lv. 3] [Continuous Cast Lv. 3] [Multi-Cast Lv. 5]
[Wrathful Emotions] [Elental Manifestation Lv. 10]
Physical skills and related:
[True Unard Technique Lv. 7] [True Spear Technique Lv. 10]
[True Sword Technique Lv. 7] [True Archery Technique Lv. 7]
[True Hamr Technique Lv. 4] [Elental isterweapon Lv. 10]
[All-Damage Enhancents Lv. 8] [Mana Strike Lv. 10]
[Stamina Strike Lv. 10]
Senses and movent skills:
[Silence Lv. 6] [Accuracy Correction Lv. 10]
[Concentration Lv. 10] [Foresight Lv. 5] [Tracking Lv. 10]
[Danger Perception Lv. 10] [Detection Sensor Lv. 7]
[Probability Correction Lv. 10] [Enhanced Auditory Sense Lv. 10]
[Enhanced Olfactory Sense Lv. 8] [Enhanced Vision Lv. 10] [Night Vision Lv. 10]
[Odorless Lv. 7] [Air Walk Lv. 7] [Terrain Maneuvering Lv. 10]
Resistances:
[Physical Super-Resistance Lv. 10] [Absolute Pain Tolerance]
[Abnormal Status Nullification] [Fear Resistance Lv. 6]
[ntal Corruption Resistance Lv. 8] [Mind Protection Lv. 7]
[Arcane Corruption Resistance Lv. 7] [Mud Resistance Lv. 7]
[Lava Resistance Lv. 4] [Ice Resistance Lv. 10]
[Inferno Resistance Lv. 10] [Sacred Resistance Lv. 2]
[Storm Resistance Lv. 8] [Torrent Resistance Lv. 7]
[Terra Resistance Lv. 7] [Tenebrous Resistance Lv. 7]
Stat growth and related:
[Pri Vigor Lv. 5] [Arcane Conduit Lv. 5]
[Herculean Power Lv. 6] [Sorcerer’s Power Lv. 5]
[Indomitable Bulwark Lv. 5] [Sage’s Wisdom Lv. 5]
Others:
[Handicraft Lv. 5] [Dismantle Lv. 10] [Trap Creation Lv. 7]
[Identity Blocker Lv. 10] [Tranquil Mind Lv. 6]
[Cooking Lv. 1] [Royal Etiquette Lv. 3]
[Tyrant’s Aura Lv. 7] [Warbringer’s Authority Lv. 4]
[Instruction Lv. 3] [Identify Lv. 10]
[Thought Acceleration Lv. 3] [High-Speed Calculation Lv. 3]
[Territory Release Lv. 6] [Telepathy]
Ability List: Unard:
[Warbringer’s Body] [Power Punch] [Emotion Surge]
[Voltaic Lightning] [Thunder Clap] [Blitz Strike]
[Gale Steps]
Elental isterweapons:
[Voltaic Red: Thunderspeed Roar] [Voltaic Red: Rumbling Crash]
[Voltaic Red: Thunder Divider] [Voltaic Red: Thunderclouds]
[Voltaic Red: Bunker Breacher]
Magic List: Custom Spells:
[Lightning Channel]
Lightning Spells:
[Lightning Bolt] [Purple Flash] [Levin Core]
[Overload] [Clouds of Thunder] [Ramuh]
[Extre Speed]
Territory: [Magnetic Storm]
Title: [Hestia’s Retainer]
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