Even before I was able to open my eyes, the first thing I became aware of was the soft creaking of footsteps on old wood. Echoes of groaning floorboards resounded in my ears my enhanced senses, allowing me to get a vague grasp of the size of the room I was held in as well as the female Asura in the building.
Myre's place huh, I know I didn't break any bones when I used [Deus interfectorem]. The forced muscle contractions weren't as strong as Burst step but they might have fractured my bones pretty badly at most.
Other than my tongue being dry as hell, my body felt fine; or at least, I thought, until I tried moving.
None of my arms and legs would move, I couldn't even feel them.
"Your limbs are fine, Child. I just had to numb them so that you wouldn't be up all night from the pain," a gentle, yet slightly brittle voice stirred my attention.
Turning to the origin of the kind voice, I was met with a tender smile from an aged woman who aged well even though it showed. While wrinkles marked her face, they did take away from her dignified and graceful demeanor. Dressed in a simple gray robe to match her hair tied tightly in the back to come down in a braid, my caretaker approached me with sparkling eyes.
Letting out a sigh of relief at her words. "How do you feel, Child?" she cooed, placing a warm hand on my forehead.
"Like Shit," I replied hoarsely before breaking down into a fit of coughs. The woman promptly got up from her seat beside me and came back with a mug of lukewarm water. After a few deep gulps of what tasted like liquid heaven, I felt confident enough to form cohesive words.
"Thanks, Myre."
"Is this another one of those revelations from your god?" Myre spoke softly brushing my hair out of my face.
As I sat there, a searing pain started creeping up my body, as if a liquid fire had soaked them.
"FUCK!!" I yelled out.
"Seems like the Painkillers are wearing off," Myre spoke placing the mug down on the nightstand beside me, Myre Carefully folded the sheets so that only my limbs were exposed, she gently hovered her hand over my bandaged extremity's.
As Myre began unwrapping the bandages, I was able to finally see the full extent of injuries I had incurred. I couldn't help but grow puzzled by the sight of my bare limbs. Scars that I never had were strewn across me. My joints had the most cuts, but what confused me most was that these scars looked as if they'd been on my legs for years.
Cold sweat began forming on my forehead as the pain got worse. Myre began carefully inspecting every inch of me after completely removing all of the bandages.
After a satisfying nod to herself, she brought over a bucket filled with a very pungent herbal liquid. I wordlessly observed my caretaker as she diligently cut and soaked strips of cloth and bandaged my legs with nimble fingers. I couldn't help but fall into a trance from her rhythmic and dexterous movements.
"How bad is it?" I groaned out between baited breaths.
"You can heal your muscles to a perfect state yourself, your bones weren't broken they were still cracked and a few pieces splintered off they would have made movement agonizing for you so I healed them. But now the weakness you're dealing with is the residual Hydra poison," she spoke, her attention still focused on my limbs.
"how long have I been unconscious for?" I asked, afraid that I'd been out for a long time.
"Just over two nights, My Dear." As she finished replacing the last bandage on my left calf, she turned to me, her misty green eyes studying me. "Now, how does that feel?"
"Much more comfortable. Thank you," I assured gratefully as the pain began subsiding from the cold gel-like liquid soaked into the new bandages.
Walking towards me, she curled her lips into a mischievous smile. "mending your bones was no simple mana art. But, I did use mana art to mend your joints."
Myre flicked her arm at me and, faster than I was able to react, an icy blast seared through my chest.
I didn't flinch and observed her spell with Storm's soul, wide-eyed as I stared at the silvery mist that had engulfed the wounds I had gotten from the Acid. Her spell had some trace of something similar to an emitter's magic but very different.
"Aww your no fun." she sighed, her hands still enveloped in the silvery mist.
"Mind teaching me that?" I asked as a green mist came from one of my fingertips and black fire from the other.
"A lady needs to have her secrets, My Dear." Her voice softened as she coquettishly pressed a finger to her lips. Despite her old age, I couldn't help but blush and get sad at her behavior. It reminded me of Claire, And although it's only been no more than 5 months for her Its been 8 years for me.
Coughing down my loneliness, I sat back up, albeit covering a little more of myself with the blanket. "Thank you for treating me, Myre, as well as your hospitality," I spoke as I healed my arms with soulfire and a bit of emitter mana, It worked well together but I had to pay more attention to it so I don't use both if I'm in a fight.
"Not at all. Besides, this old cottage isn't where I live. I merely use this place to get some peace and, from time to time, treat a patient," she smiled, handing me a bowl of warm soup. "I don't treat just anyone you know, but I wanted to meet the human boy who is supposedly the successor of the storm Clan," she declared grandly before shooting me another wink.
Replying with a weak chuckle, I took a careful sip from the bowl. Immediately, a savory broth laced with refreshing hints of herbs enveloped my tongue, enticing me to greedily take another large gulp before setting it down on the nightstand.
"Stay in bed and rest up, your body may be healable with your magic right now but that poison in you is weakening you so rest up and recover with no magic to aid it more than you have done," Myre said as she walked out of the room.
having nothing else to do I pulled the elixir pearl I got from Windsom in Xyrus from my Ring and started to meditate.
As I concentrated on the mana core swirling deep in my sternum, a blast of unfamiliar energy welcomed me. Suddenly, the mountain that I had been chipping away at to reach the white core was but a flat plain, rolled out like a road for me to cross.
Absorbing mana from my surroundings and Elixer pearl, I tentatively began refining when the alien energy began hungrily sucking in the mana I had absorbed and coalesced it with my mana core. The light silver hue of my core started glowing as mana surged throughout my body, filling my veins, muscles, bones, and skin with fiery energy.
I could feel myself shivering uncontrollably as my core began glowing brighter until it wasn't silver, but instead, a white that shone like fresh snow under sunlight.
mediation had finished, the sharp scream of a metal clang filled my ears. As if an invisible wall that had been restraining my mind was gone, my body forcibly shifted into the second phase of my Storm soul.
Prying my eyes open, I could see the Blue runes emerging from my sternum down my arms and shoulders. To my surprise, the glowing runes began changing, their design growing more complex as they shaped themselves into some kind of more complex and geometric shapes; even more confusing my runes started turning black. My disheveled hair started changing colors from my naturally black hair to white, then back to black again.
The furniture inside the one-room cottage started trembling as straw and splinters fell from the roof, filling the room with more rays of moonlight. However, despite the pots and pans clanging against one another, the only sound that filled my ears was the high-pitched ring.
While my hair changed back to its original color, the newly-formed runes on my body glowed brighter as the color began to drain from the world. Soon, the only colors I was able to see were in the minuscule particles floating around me. But something had changed. During the times that I had used Storm soul, I was only able to see four colors: A bright green for wind, blue for water, A dark red for soulfire, and a sickly green for poison. However, there were Black specs in the shadows now.
I felt the Vritra mana arts get clearer like a fog had been lifted, and I could see clearly as opposed to wearing the foggy glasses I had been. I released Stormsoul, and as if a bucket of water had been thrown to douse a raging fire, all of the energy, power, and pain that had been growing larger and larger inside me abruptly vanished. An eerie silence surrounded me as I was left feeling confused, powerless, and frail despite the progress my mana core had made.
But suddenly I felt a massive difference in my mana core, Not my core level that was minor compared to what I felt.
Bahamut's and Uto's wills just Fused into one.
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