A Battle for a True Hero
With a dampening light of red, blue, and purple... Mana saturated the infinite space with a dense sludge like fog.
Movement slowed, magic clanked into place while countless blades were bouncing harmlessly against my now massive wings. Reacting to any stimulus in a proper way like an A.I. it defended blows from all directions be it Ice or Steel.
But even as I finished a powerful spell, I was still in the danger zone. This spell could leave me open for an attack, execute, reflect... hell, I could drain my own health from it and lose immediately.
Life... is a gamble.
: Tier 0 Alchemical Magic, Mix :
: Tier 0 Fire Magic, Ember :
: Tier 0 Earth Magic, Pellet :
: Tier 0 Air Magic, Breeze :
: Tier 0 Water Magic, Splash :
: Tier 0 Blood Magic, Drain :
: Tier 0 Holy Magic, Bless :
: Tier 0 Demon Magic, Curse :
: Tier 0 Poison Magic, Sickness :
: Tier 0 Gravity Magic, Pull :
: Tier 0 Ice Magic , Freeze :
: Tier 0 Abyss Magic, Shatter :
: Tier 0 Golemancy, Live Clay :
: Tier 0 Druidmancy, Sprout :
: Tier 0 Necromancy, Sap :
: Tier 0 Grey Magic, Pulse :
: Tier 0 Black Magic, Pulse :
: Tier 0 White Magic, Pulse :
: Tier 0 Red Magic, Pulse :
: Tier 0 Blue Magic, Pulse :
: Tier 0 Yellow Magic, Pulse :
: Tier 0 Nanomancy, Enforce :
: Tier 0 Origin magic, Engulf :
: Tier 0 Mechamancy, Reduce ;
: Tier 0 Healing Magic, Medicine :
25 Total spells.
I can't reasonably fit more, I can only do so much because its all tier 0... basic stuff. Together they will be able to give me a reasonably good change of winning, now... to add Chant and Ritual Magic.
Using Alchemical power with the spell I hold was hard, but I began carving out a huge ritual circle around my feet. Jotun desperately chipping away at my many wings, all reflecting attacks and removing any magic coming my way.
Every once in a while though she gets a trike at me, it takes a large portion of my health and pulls away my focus for a little bit... but I'll never stager, I can't lose control over this spell or I might end up... losing.
I haven't lost yet... reasonably lost at least. If I do this time then... I have no excuses. So, I'll put up the pressure just a little more.
While keeping my other spell up and using alchemical power to carve away a ritual circle... I begin firing from GodSlayer Rifle. Shots hitting Jotun were rare yet potent, yet I could hardly focus... each time I shot my mind wavered more and more. I was pushing myself further then I've ever gone before yet again, it seems I keep doing it.
I wonder what will push me further next time I'm in a figh- STOP! Damnit, I nearly lost focus there... Alright... Chant Magic time...
I can't... think... my mind is melting away at the strands... no words come to my mind besides...
' Stand Tall '
... Mom ... Dad. Alright. I will, and... I will pass it down.
- " When the night has come, and the land is dark... and the moon, is the only... light we see... "
Many Shards of ice were pelting away at my wings, my voice becoming more and more desperate as motion got faster and faster -
- " Should the sky, that we look upon... tumble and fall. Or the mountains... should crumble, into the sea... "
I heard the desperate yells of Jotun pounding away at every nook and cranny I left open, my rifle was away now... and my eyes were closed, hands clasped like a prayer.
- " I won't be afraid...no I won't...share my fear, just as long... as you stand... stand by me... so... darling... darling stand, by me... "
The rings of blades stopped as mana began pouring out of me... more than a... no, this is by far the most mana I have ever seen in game.
- " ... When my light... that I cling upon, should fall away... or the darkness, pull me in... I won't... be afraid... no I won't, let it win... just as long, as I stand... stand by you. "
- " So Darling... stand... by me... "
The ritual circle clicked into place as my chant completed, the magic was ready...
But my heart ached, my head cracked and blackened from nothing... my power faded, and I fell.
As I fell, I noticed that so did Jotun.