With a wave of my hands, I sent a barrage of arrows flying through the air and watched as they shattered against a cluster of the Goblins, the cylinders exploding on contact and shredding through flesh with ease.
Winds buffeted the entire battlefield, the strong gales scoring deep gashes on the enemies bodies and allowing the low temperatures to creep in even further, inhibiting movents and leaving them as little more than sitting ducks for the three won dashing through the battlefield with a vengeance.
Anput had switched from the heavier Kanabo to sothing lighter and more agile, utilizing her agility to her benefit as she struck with precision, shattering skulls left and right before slamming the flat of her bat into their ribs, dealing incredible damage against whatever stood in her path no matter their faction.
Jahi swung her Kanabo wildly, a grin on her face as she sent skulls flying through the air like baseballs as she tried to score ho runs, while so of the elites were left splattered on the ground like bugs as she swung her Kanabo straight into the ground, beating them into a pulp below herself.
As for Nirinia, she was copying Jahi to a tee as she grinned maniacally as well, going around and letting loose with her strength as she forewent technique for raw brute force, caving in skulls and sending enemies flying away with each swing of the heavy club.
Blood and gore littered the earth before being frozen over, creating a beautiful red crystal scape below everyones feet as they moved around freely, shrouded from the cold and ice via Leone's Fire Cloaks, which gave them a multitude of benefits.
When I felt my Core dropping steadily towards its halfway point again, I reached towards my pouch and pulled out a vial filled with a deep blue liquid, which slt sweet as I uncorked the vial and brought it up to my lips.
Gulping down the thick, almost viscous liquid, I swallowed it down before corking the vial and placing it in a separate pouch, allowing Leone to fill it back up again when we returned to the Palace in a few days ti.
With the area around being so cold and windy, my body was already absorbing the potent mana from the air and funneling it into my Core, but the potion allowed to supplent the mana being expended quicker, allowing to keep the large Domain spell up and running.
Fog had filled the air after so much blood had been spilt, the sheer coldness of my magic making the heat visible as it stead off of the red liquid, while each of the three won were shrouded in a perpetual haze thanks to their Fire Cloaks and sweat.
As for the monsters, they had long since been swallowed up by the [Frost of Despoina], their flesh rotting away as the moisture inside them was frozen, making it impossible for them to move with anything more then small, basic movents, which did them no good as three battering rams were unleashed onto their horde.
The undead fared a little better, but even they were affected by the deep freeze around them, the frozen gales slicing through their bones and impeding them almost as much as the monsters, and with Nirinia taking care of most of the monsters, that allowed Anput and Jahi to wipe the undead away with extre prejudice, aning...
The two hordes were being massacred on repeat at this point, as more and more reinforcents marched into the clearing only to get slowed by the perpetual winds.
All of the avians were blown to the ground instantly, as well as all projectiles that tried to target or the Ritual Circle, aning that as of current, there was nothing able to stop us from controlling this battlefield as our own personal training grounds, ant to be abused until we deed fit.
It was... bullying these poor monsters and undead, yes, but none of us were exactly 'good' people anyways, so our inhibitions to see this as little more than walking training dummies wasn't a problem.
If anything, we all found this therapeutic, as being able to take out any negative feelings regarding anything on these poor monsters and undead was euphoric, and it provided the perfect outlet to let loose and enjoy ourselves to the fullest.
Of course, I wasn't about to let the ease of this session make my further excursions sothing that I felt conceited in, as I understood full well that this might be a one off experience for to have, so I kept Jahi's words ringing in my ears as I continued to pour more mana into my spells, utilizing only my magic to control and dominate this battlefield.
She told to keep it to a maximum of 5 potions, and that when I utilized the last potion to call them back and have us move on to the next part on our agenda, but damnit was I going to enjoy the ti that those 5 potions gave ...
I felt like a high level character going back to a beginning area with all the overpowered, broken gear and bullying all the small, pathetic monsters that once proved to be challenging to , and it was cathartic to feel in the flesh.
I wanted to feel it more often, to feel it all the ti even, but I wasn't an idiot, nor was I conceited.
There would always be bigger fish, and if it wasn't a fish, it would be a damn bird swooping down to clip your wings.
The Empress is a testant to that, and I don't doubt that even she has things she holds in cautionary regard, things that she HAS to respect, or else she faces heavy consequences.
But, for now, I was indulging in my darker, baser desires as I reaped through the chaff in front of , a grin splitting my features as I watched the bundles of experience make their way into MY Domain to die...
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