The Creature Of The Storm

So the computer can only pick up multiple Mages with the same Element in the Five Domains using their Elemental Stats as a guide. The scanners around the Domains detect using the Elemental Energy and Aura levels to determine which Element the Mage is using.

Even if the Mage was concealing it, the scanner could still see that the individual is still a Mage of some sort since Elemental Auras are visible. With these tidbits of information in mind, my task now was to find the Elemental power of the storm and Fabian Brookes.

I know that this person had a small connection to Mavislin and is some mad person making dolls for a living. I don't know if Fabian Brookes is as powerful as a Founder or a standard Mage. If FB is Mage with an Elemental Energy Level higher than Mavislin, then we're screwed.

However, if this guy is an amateur in combat, we would have the upper hand. The Mage's power level doesn't matter if he does not know the ways of fighting. But what I can confirm as of now would be Fabian's ways of concealing his presence and tracks.

They are acts of a seasoned criminal... There's no mistaking it. This guy has been hiding from all major organizations throughout the Five Domains. The guy barely left any impression on the people he had met while trying to recruit the Five Ducklings.

Z unlocked his door and allowed the group to flow in. Mavislin had transformed into her child form and flew right into my arms, not wanting to take up too much space. I carried her like I used to hold my super active baby brother. Luckily, the Valkyrie was light as a feather.

Using my free hand to type some commands into Z's computer, I could find what I wanted. Indeed, Z's computer was powerful enough to find Mages of the same Element as the storm. But unfortunately, there was only a handful, and most of them were in the other Domains.

But as I fished out their profiles, none of them were capable enough to power a calamity from a faraway distance. So that's when I merged the weather reports and the current monitor to get a better result. And there it was, as bright as day, a massive dot in the middle of the storm.

I dragged the profile out and enlarged it to showcase it to the Mages in the room. But, unfortunately, it wasn't the humanoid-like I had predicted. I was hoping that it would be another low-ranking Mage forced to power that storm, but now things are getting complex.

No way... If memory serves me right, that thing was the stuff of nightmares when I first learned about Norse Mythology. The picture only showed its head, but it was enough to make me order another pair of eyes. I took a step back in fear, making the little Valkyrie worry.

"Are you okay, Lizzie?" asked Mavislin, giving me her big, rounded eyes of cuteness.

"Yes, I am. I'm in shock at what that monster is... I never thought I would see it in real life. That is a monster that I read about when I was a little girl. My mother was into stories of mythological beasts that caused chaos in the world. And that thing..."

I found my voice shaking as my mind was filled with stories and descriptions about the monster before me. This creature was on par with the power of Scylla and Charybdis. One wrong move and this sea serpent could wipe out an entire Domain.

"That creature looks like it should never be summoned, let alone allowed to travel this world's oceans. And its Elemental Aura and Energy are undefined. There isn't much about its history either. The only thing that we know it's that it looks like a sea serpent of sorts..."

Z wanted to continue his profile description when the image of the storm and the white dot started glitching on the holographic screen. Suddenly, the entire computer system flashed red with error spamming words across all of its holographic screens.

Two keyboards appeared in front of Z and me, the computer's way of crying for help, and the system was unstable. Z and I looked at each other and nodded. I quickly passed the little Valkyrie to Bryan since I needed to fixate all my attention on the failing computer.

We then got to work and attempted to remedy the computer.

"Alright, Z. Let's work this thing out. Communicate with me about the system's functions and which ones are going down now," I ordered, opening the console commands.

Luckily, it was the same concept of commands back in my homeworld, so it was easy for me to adapt and debug the system's errors.