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Lausanne, Peripheral Worlds
Lausanne felt it to be an unnatural balance, at first.
Star mana and regular mana within her body were redirected to different parts. Her star mana churned within her spirit and flesh, bubbling under a layer of regular mana.
She knew and heard of the resistances of the True Demon Kings and waited for them to appear. The few lesser true demons were not difficult, but would be if she used star mana.
Their flesh and bones were not like the old demons that were vulnerable to star mana. Instead, these true demons were engineered to counter the old god’s heroes and their chosen warriors.
The riftgate pulsed. They were ing.
She was around such void pathways often enough that she had begun to recognize their patterns. She could tell when something big came through and her magical spear was already flying when the True Demon King stepped through the gates.
The creature winced.
Flesh.
The sensation she felt as her magical spear pierced the flesh unnerved her.
It was like fighting criminals, but tougher.
It was unfortable to witness a creature that looked more fleshlike than before. Past demon kings were demonic and often had stoney, rock-like or metallic substances as their skin or scales. She recalled even the anti-magic demon kings were covered in crystals and stones.
So the sight of flesh was disorientating. Her mind and her experience struggled to put them together. Skin and muscles.
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