Gryphe stord into the Council tent in a foul mood. Her eyes locked onto Eleha, and she growled, "These recall crystals are not toys; each activation consus two Tier 3 cores. Next ti, you'll walk back," she declared.
"It was Katara who—"
"Who forced you? So, the rumor is true, you're afraid of the Tier 0s?" Gryphe taunted, turning to Felix. One of the clan's three Tier 4s and Eleha's great-uncle frowned but didn't respond. The warrior was protective of his family but despised weakness. It was evident he was disappointed in Eleha's performance.
"Your squabbles tire ." In the center of the tent, a true giant with striking yellow eyes sighed. His presence commanded respect, and silence fell.
Gryphe hastened across the tent and sat cross-legged to the right of the Aelbes' leader. Feeling the gaze of the clan's three Tier 4s upon them, Eleha and Katara swallowed nervously. Gryphe gave her apprentice an encouraging smile.
Felix cleared his throat after a few seconds and spoke up. "Eleha and Katara were on a diplomatic mission to Oasis, the territory of a Champion nad Priam Azura. Their goal was to investigate the Champion and negotiate access to the Auctions," he summarized. "They both returned using a recall crystal less than ten minutes ago. Eleha, could you give us a report—"
"I can't see your arms anymore," Gryphe remarked. "And you have significant burns. How did this happen?"
Felix frowned but nodded in Eleha's direction.
"I faced two Champions to assess their abilities. I intentionally absorbed their most powerful attacks to better understand these aliens."
"I'm impressed you could utter such a lie with such confidence," Gryphe chuckled. Eleha gritted her teeth but looked away. Both knew she would need the shaman's help to heal quickly.
"Let's start from the beginning," Felix cut in. "Which Champions did this to you?"
"Priam Azura and Kazuki," his great-niece replied.
"What did this fight have to do with a diplomatic mission?" Gryphe asked.
"I thought showing them the power difference between them and us would facilitate negotiations," Eleha replied.
"I'm sure they're very impressed," the shaman said sarcastically.
"Gryphe," a deep voice growled.
"Sorry Leo," apologized the shaman.
"What have you learned about them?" the clan leader asked, turning to Eleha.
"Kazuki is a spearmaster. He has Micro II, Domain and will reach Spear Mastery II within a few days at most. His skills are highly advanced, but his Wind Concept is rather weak."
Despite the warrior's feats and talent, Gryphe wasn't impressed. The warrior was powerful but predictable.
"Priam Azura is an Ace, a Mist Sage, and a Fire Champion." Gryphe raised an eyebrow; a Champion—a Sage who reached Unity—was destined for great things. "He evolved his Fire Concept into a more... tenacious fla. He has two bloodlines: a draconic one and a phoenix one. In addition to excellent mastery of aether, he has ridiculous resistances."
Felix whistled, impressed. "All this in less than two months? He didn't waste any ti."
"Are his resistances more developed than Rohan's?" Leo asked.
Seeing Eleha hesitate, Gryphe frowned. "I've been aiding Rohan since he was young. I've used the best rituals and elixirs available to strengthen and temper his body. With his bloodline, talent, discipline, and opportunities, Rohan is one of Elysium's most powerful Tier 0s!" the shaman exclaid. The exceptional rank he received during his ninth Tribulation confird this. Gryphe was sure that the young lord of the Aelbes was in the top twenty thousand of Elysium's Tier 0s.
"My son and I thank you for your help, Gryphe, but I want to hear what Eleha has to say," said the Aelbes' leader. Predator, one of Eleha's Concepts, provided her with information about the strengths and weaknesses of her enemies.
"Priam... I only detected one Legendary skill, and he had to overlay Supremacies, Concepts, and sacrificial skills to rip off my arms. He's weaker than Rohan in terms of attributes and offensive or movent skills. However, he's harder to kill than a cockroach. He has about ten epic resistances, several of which are ideal."
Eleha's statent was t with silence. Epic ideal resistances ensured the user would gain legendary resistances, even if they didn't possess associated Concepts. These legendary skills, in turn, enhanced the affinity of the related Concept. The Snaherts had built part of their power on the ideal upgrade of [Poison Resistance], which allowed them to awaken the Poison Concept in all their mbers. From this common ground, creating a heritage that strengthened each generation a little more was easy. An ideal upgrade could be one of the cornerstones of a clan.
"How many epic ideal resistances does he have?" Felix asked his great-niece.
"One of his resistances was obfuscating, but... At least three epic ideal resistances."
"If we can persuade him to exchange the prerequisites—" Gryphe began.
"Even knowing those prerequisites, you know very well that most of our youth are incapable of reaching them," Felix retorted.
Over the years, the clans had discovered several ideal upgrade prerequisites. Most required imnse talent, opportunities, and resources that the Aelbes couldn't easily provide to their young.
"But Rohan might be able to with the help of the Sun Shop and the Auctions. It could save him during his next Tribulation."
"...We'll see about that later," Leo cut in after a few seconds. Before being a father, he was the clan leader. "Katara, how did the fight end?"
The shaman apprentice jumped when the Tier 4s' attention turned to her.
"La—Laepa and Vysharratjekto ended the fight. Kazuki was in critical condition, but the Gaeserts' shaman apprentice volunteered to heal him. Priam Azura finished the fight without serious injury," she explained, glancing nervously at Eleha. She didn't want to beco the Tier 3's enemy, but lying in front of the clan council was out of the question. If her leader had asked her the question, it was because he was tired of Eleha's half-truths.
"I see. And then?"
"Priam Azura then banned Eleha from his territory, and we left," Katara replied, lowering her gaze.
The three Tier 4s remained silent for a few seconds before Gryphe turned to Felix. "This is what happens with nepotism. Eleha was the last person to choose for a diplomatic mission."
"I suppose your daughter was the best choice?"
"Yes! Do you want—"
"Silence!" When Leo's voice thundered, Gryphe jumped. She felt genuine anger in her chief's stifling aura. His charisma prevented her from breathing and reminded her of the power disparity that could exist between two Tier 4s. Leo had been stronger than her and Felix at Tier 3, and his Tier up had propelled him to new horizons of power.
After a few seconds, the aura receded, and Leo spoke again. His voice was as low as it was threatening, and Gryphe shivered as she listened. "You both tire . Your sense of superiority towards the Gaeserts and the Snaherts blinds you. This Necro event can change everything, and if we're not careful, ti will swallow our clan. We need these Auctions, and we need to be united."
Gryphe and Felix remained silent, accepting the reprimand.
"Does anyone have any suggestions?" Leo finally asked.
"I could go," Felix suggested. "Eleha has... been disappointing, I must admit. With a few apologies and appropriate compensation, Priam should agree to forget this deplorable affair. It would be the most favorable outco."
"And if he refuses?" Gryphe asked.
"Then I'll force him to accept."
"They..." Eleha trembled as she felt the Tier 4s' wrathful gaze. Even her great-uncle seed disappointed in her performance. "They have nuclear weapons."
The news shocked the three Tier 4s, and Gryphe felt a headache coming on.
"... I suppose the diplomatic route must be favored," Felix grimaced after a few seconds.
"A Tier 4 might be perceived as an intimidation attempt, and I need you here to fight the waves of corrupted. I'll send Rohan to negotiate a trade agreent," Leo declared as he stood up.
The chief of the Aelbes headed for the tent's exit, ready to return to training. Passing by Eleha, he stopped briefly and placed his hand on her shoulder. "I charge you with finding appropriate compensation. If it's not enough to convince Oasis to forgive your lack of judgnt, if I have to intervene to solve the problem, Felix will tear your heart out with his own hands."
Gryphe swallowed. If Leo intervened, Oasis would disappear. The chief of the Aelbes wouldn't take any risks with nuclear weapons.
With those words, the Tier 4 left the tent. Felix gave his frightened great-niece a stern look.
"Uncle Felix, I—"
"Don't embarrass anymore," Felix cut her off before disappearing.
Status:
PHYSICAL:
Strength 582
Constitution 979
Agility 561
Vitality 860
Perception 719
NTAL:
Vivacity (D) 516
Dexterity 593
mory 476
Willpower 1 036
Charisma 631
TA:
ta-affinity 564
ta-focus 370
ta-endurance 381
ta-perception 258
ta-chance 230
ta-authority 66
Potential: 9 468
Tier 0
Sun points: 155 036 ( 16 248)
[He Who Eludes Death] charge: OFF. Reloaded in 3 hours 47 minutes 44 seconds.
[Tribulation]: Three Tribulations pending.
Future Tribulations delayed until:
Ti: 162 days 4 hours 20 minutes 57 seconds.
Next thresholds: 6 attributes > 600 / 3 attributes > 900 / 1 attribute > 1 200
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