The more mana that pooled together at my fingertips, the more erratic the attacks of the undead construct beca, the sense of danger breathing down its neck too great for it to ignore as it tried its hardest to break free from the confines of the two warriors and rush towards , but it was to no avail as the pressure Jahi and Nirinia exuded only mounted further as they too sensed the attack I was brewing.
The high speed winds made the debris around us shuffle around as bones smacked into the walls, shattering further, while snow began to layer the earth and paint it white as the deep chill of winter settled into place, further bogging the undead construct down as it had to deal with both the warriors and my Domain.
Runes began to intertwine as I constructed my Ritual Circle, my understanding of this magic system bearing fruit as I created sothing new and complex on the fly, my previous understanding of science from my own world mixing with this impossible ability to alter the material world with such frightening ease.
When presented with such a deep cold like we have here - especially one imbued with mana on its own - tal could in theory beco more brittle than normal, and with the temperature continuing to drop as my Domain took effect, and the undead construct having a thin sheet of tal Mana around itself was perfect for .
Despite the Fire Mana trying it's hardest to counteract the chill, the constant fluctuations were perfect for as well, and there was sothing else that I learned about tal - or any solids in particular, anyways.
With enough pressure, and enough of a sharp edge, you can cut practically everything, and I just so happen to have access to a rather bountiful, incredibly sharp elent.
Not Wind, nor Ice, but Water; with enough pressure, compression, and direction and power, water can be used to cut most of anything, and when I add in the fact that it isn't just water, but magical water, well...
I am not the greatest at theory, nor at numbers, but I do believe that the stats of the water I was about to use were far greater than the stats of the tal Mana around the undead construct.
So with a smile on my face, I pushed more mana into the Ritual Circle in front of and shot out a highly pressurized jet of water straight at the undead construct, inside of which were small crystals of ice to further damage it should this fail to kill it outright.
The jet sliced cleanly through the armor that the construct had created for itself and cut into the bone, leaving a deep gouge that made it shriek in anger as the bones were weakened, giving more openings to the two warriors to exploit.
Impacting the shoulders of the construct, I began to cut through the joints and force it to drop its weapons, before I shifted my focus from its weapons or its body to the sarcophagus, my intuition telling to do so.
It was protecting that too much for it to not be important, and there was little chance that there wasn't sothing linked to the construct inside it, be it a controller of so kind - like a heart - or another entity altogether that the construct was ant to protect.
As the jet inched closer and closer to the sarcophagus, the construct began to shriek as it dropped its blades and covered the bronze coffin with its body, willingly letting the beam of water cut through it if it ant that the sarcophagus was safe.
Not letting this opportunity go to waste, Jahi and Nirinia leapt forwards and began to break the construct apart, tearing its bones away and revealing the sarcophagus beneath as we butchered the construct, which I confird with a glance at the System notifications.
Before they could reach the sarcophagus, and before I could begin to cut into it, we all jumped back as mana burst from beneath the lid, shattering the tal in an explosion and leaving a red light to spill from its interior.
Potent mana roiled off of the tal, and a skeletal hand clenched at the edge, pulling the undead inside out and revealing itself to us.
tal chains were wrapped around the undead's arms, while a tal chest piece forged for a woman adorned its torso, intricate runes engraved into its surface.
A serrated longsword hung on the skeleton's hip, while the chains dangled loosely from its wrists, jingling around as it stood up to its full height.
Nearly Jahi's size, the skeleton wore a tiara of dark black tal embedded with a large ruby, which shone dangerously in the snowstorm as it unsheathed its blade, igniting it right away.
What stood before us looked like a warrior queen long dead, its bones browning with age and pockmarked with previous injuries, while its dark red orbs were ablaze with fury as it stared at us.
Not letting it get the first blow in, Jahi lunged forwards and slamd her great sword down, intending to cleave the undead in two with a single strike, only for sparks to fly as her dual tal sword impacted the undead's serrated fiery blade.
Nirinia rushed forwards to join her as well, while I deactivated my spell in fear of hitting the two warriors with this smaller target now being enveloped between them, instead opting to draw my rapier and join the fray as well, surrounding the undead and attacking its joints.
It moved far faster than all of the other undead, while the blows from its blade made even Jahi and Nirinia wince as it beat it's flaming sword against theirs, trying to overwhelm them with power and speed.
Deep gashes appeared in the earth as it tried to cut in two, its flaming blade popping as it cut through the snow and battled against the cold, filling the air with steam as flas began to lick at its chains, enhancing its power.
If we thought the construct was tough, this undead warrior queen was on another level, but with three of us here it should be doable.
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