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Devastation, the only appropriate explanation left looking at the damage In front of Basara. When both  skills  clashed, those who were far away were already overwhelmed, much less those who were around him save Anya.  The wrecking clash of the mana also made a deafening sounds, spread evenly to all.

The area around Basara was void, something akin of barrier was surrounding both Basara and Anya. However the area was so small that it could barely contain both of them. For both of them the moment the fire baraga skills disappeared time moved still, that was until Basara fall down and passed out. His body shone dimly with a little hint of darkness, escaping from the tip of his body. It was unlike the first time Anya saw him.

Basara, being new to this world with the lack of his knowledge and understanding had used almost all of his wind mana, including what his body had reversed for emergency. Such power was actually unneeded, but this was the cost of his blindness.  

Basara now fall into the state of weakness, his body forced him to rest. His complexion looks pale, yet a smile was smeared in his faces. Normally for a spirit, this much mana being used at once indicating that  its life was in grave danger. The amount of mana its spent would result in the spirit inability to maintain its material form, leaving its completely in spiritual form.

This condition ultimately made them vulnerable to binding spells, even the lowest of low. There were also being that would gladly absorb their life during this period which could last who knows how long until they were confronted with their mana affinities, thereby absorbing them and heals up.

Fire elements, although couldn't be said to completely counter wind elements still played a major role as a favorite elements to fight those with winds element. When the fire elemental users had a good grasp and high affinity of their fire attribute ability, they could burn their enemy wind down along with the users. Besides that generally wind elemental users would spent a lot more mana just to counter the raw force exuded from fire elemental users. The rate of mana consumption could be said around two for wind and only one or even less for fire.

That being said, the reverse also hold true. Just like what happens with the Anya arrow, it could pierce trough the technique from fire baraga because of Basara blessings. The fire baraga comprehension about his own technique wasn't bad, but his own understanding about fire elemental were lacking thus making his spells although powerful, had many blank spots or weak points.

This many weak spots were the reason for winds surrounding  the arrow managed to slip through along with the arrow from the fire technique and deals massive amounts of damage.  This time tough the method wasn't cleary the best, since by passing trough and not countering it could endanger the caster. So understanding how much mana to spends or which spells were likely to be effective against other were important.

Basara although didn't have any comprehension about using his abilities, had still to a certain degree of understanding about wind elements. Naturally him being a wind spirit also helped, granting him a high affinity with wind elements, thus making all the possibilities.

***

" What is happening !"

I was blinded for a second, the flash of light that suddenly appeared was too much for my eyes. I hurriedly wished for it to ends, I needed my vision. I need to make sure that Anya was save. I forced my body to adapt fast, however nothing changed.

Then while I was waiting for my vision to return, my ear turn deaf. It hurts so much as I head a rumble and screech sounds beyond what I could comprehend.  I had heard many thunder sounds as it hit the ground, however they weren't as deafening as what I experienced right now.

" Anyaaa !"

I opted to shout now instead, hoping that my voice could reach her and helped me to made sure of her well beings. However, I received no reply. My heat began to ache, the image of Anya dying here flashed in front of me. I just couldn't accept it nor want it.

" Anyaaaaaaa !"

I shouted against, this time louder, still no reply come.  Luckily this time my vision began to return. I immediately scanned my surrounding, attesting the safety of my companion. Anya was important, however my group safety were also important. Everyone was alright and now my vision had already stabilized.

I began to climb down from the tree where I was watching Anya, moving towards where I believed she was.

Everything behind our protector was fine, there was what appeared to be wall of winds that continuously moving upwards, towards the sky. In the area where Anya was, a small circular of wind barrier was formed. I found Anya there, save and sound, I believed her eyes were glued towards our protector back at that moment.  I sighed in relief, my tensed muscle began to relax.

However the moment I lifted my sight further as to confirm there was no danger, the scenery left me wordless. Utter destruction ? It wasn't as bad as what stories of old told me. There wasn't much a change in the scenery however the same couldn't be said to what happened  two or perhaps three meters ahead of the windwall.

The ground was cracked and uplifted. The tress were smashed and thrown everywhere as just right now, it began to crumble and falls back down towards the ground.

" This ..."

" Merusa this is the legendary Wind wall of sixth tier ? "

One of my group members asked me a question that I am not even sure how to answer it. The others began to speculate and answered in my place. We had confirmed the safety of both Anya and our Protector, so while chatting we stride forwards.

" Then what are those uplifting wind that we saw ?"

" That seems to be a wind wall."

" But it was supposed to be only a shield, not an attacking spells."

I was surprised at the knowledge that my group possesses ? We were from a small village, with not much resources. I could only guess perhaps when some adventures came with their bards. They had performed in the village and my group members had heard it for them about the might of spells and so on that we could only dream.

" I suppose, our 'Sei' had used his own unique magic to protect Anya."

Yes, our 'Sei' must had thought that it was such a dangerous moment for Anya and he had decided to use far more powerful spells. I should be thankful and hurried to them.

*Thud*

" 'Seiiiiiii' !!!!!! "

Anya suddenly screamed, this wake up us from our idle chatter and hurried our steps. Our 'Sei' had lost his consciousness, this had made Anya panicked. However I was calm as I know that something like this should happen after using something powerful, even for a spirit.

The instant I arrived there, I too began to panic as our ' Sei' had lost his color, his aura that normally radiated from him when he was naked wasn't there anymore, instead something akin to gloomy aura was sometime emitted from his body.

" This is bad ..."

" What happen, what happen !"

Easily panic spread among us, we don't know what we could we say towards the other if our 'Sei' become dispirited in this place and leave us. Quickly think of something...anything ! Ah ...

" Calm down everyone, hurry load him to our carts."

"  How ? won't he just slip down ?"

That's right, what should I do...

" Huuu.. we just uhuu... need to load him uhuu.. again right, hiks-hiks."

Anya answer had unexpectedly surprised us, that's right. Whatever the reason was, our 'Sei' was more important, even If I had to load him hundred, no thousand times was okay. Anya you had grown up splendidly ...

" Alright, we make raft now to carry our 'Sei' until we meet with the others which are guarding our catch and carts. If necessary we could empty the carts to made more room for 'Sei'."

Our calmness had returned now, we began to do our task while I lead them, making sure the path is save and easy to walk through. Strangely  our 'Sei' didn't slip through the raft at all nor he was slipping from our hands. This had managed to ease Anya hearts as she could hold our ' Sei' hands all the time during the journey.

I had told her to leave our 'Sei' alone but she refuses, she told me it was her fault and she would stay with the 'Sei' until he wakes up. I let her do what he wants during the journey, as squabbles would just mow down the team mentality and slowed us down, however in the villages later I would make sure she was separated from our 'Sei' so he could rest, then come the session where I need to ask for explanation, the reason it all comes down to this was her after all.

***

Amarok City, Summoner temple HQ

" That's conclude all my report, Grand Elder. "

" Hmm, an unbound spirit and that Iza kid, a traitor ?"

" Yes, as for the spirit, though from afar, I could clearly see the massive influx of wind mana."

" How can you be sure is unbounded ?"

" I believe the spirit was originally summoned from the summoning rite I had performed."

" Then why you leave it be, fools."

" It ..it was a plan."

" Do you think you can lie to me, kid ?"

" It is the truth !"

" Whatever, fact is the a wind spirit is there, a high one moreover ?"

" Y-yes, I am sure of this, even Iza said so."

" Hmmph, in the end you rely on Iza intuition don't you, well then what are you waiting for ? go and bound it"

" I..I don't think I can do it alone..."

" What a hopeless grandson you are, even rushing here with an artifact 'Butterfly wings', you realize it is difficult to

acquire even of those don't you ?"

*crack*

The table which the grand elder was sitting on was hit by his massive palms, resulting the table splits into two.

" Hieekkk.... for-forgive me grandfather."

" Fools ! take number eleven with you and go get the spirit, if you fail hmpph !"

" B-but only number eleven ?"

" What ? you want the entire temple know you are going to get a high wind spirit and compete with them ? If not for the

treasures I gave to you, you would have long ago left behind in dust."

" Yes ! I will certainly acquire the spirit in grandfather name !"

" Good, go."

Quickly Alex left his grandfather office in the temples. His grandfather was one of the tree grand elders in the temple. Each was powerful enough to represent the temple in many wars. Each one of them also  possess many subordinate which had pledged them self for the elders causes.

The subordinate were ranked in numbers after their strength was assessed against each other. Number one until tenth represent the elite of elite. When each elders wanted to assign them a quest, the other elders would be notified by either formal or informal means.

Even though the subordinate was their own, they didn't had the flexibility to be deployed anytime due the power balance reason. Even within the same temple, the grand elders  were like a faction leader, thus such things would naturally occurs as they struggle against each other.

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Number eleven until one hundred were the actual subordinate that each elder could utilize freely.  As the rest, it didn't matter much since their strength might carry bust still weak enough to be compared to those numbered below one hundred.

One also should know that the distance between number eleven and tenth were as far as the different in power between those below hundred and those from thousands. Such was the might of the elites that each grand elders posses.

Grand elders also posses many elders that supported their causes. This elders come strictly from the temple and was appointed directly by the temple leader as his acknowledgement for their strength and services.

The subordinate of each grand elder came from either their own temple or others temple. This happen because the elder even though they believe their class are the most powerful, they still realized the importance of having someone who master different classes. As such they sent their own disciple to other temples to abide by their rules, and master their skills before returning towards them. The grand elders also accepted those who went rogue and could prove their loyalty.

Iza was such a case, however he was aiming to be the subordinate of the temple leader, not the grand elder.

This time, Alex grandfather had noticed the suspiciousness of Iza origin and behavior, thus he had sent his own grandson to monitor him. Though his grandson was powerful, it was only because of artifact and it was a known fact. Many consider his strength was not genuine, thus many underestimate him.

Alex grandfather had hoped that Iza dropped his guard and slipped his true intention out so he himself could use this against the temple leader, to made his faction stronger. Sadly Iza was a very cautious man, not easy to see trough. Traps against traps never faltered him, he even used the traps as a prove to show his loyalty.

Truthfully this time, the grand elder felt that luck was on his side.  His dumb grandson managed to drop Iza guard, making his true intention shown. He showed his true color due to a spirit that was summoned by Alex.

" Fool, showing your intention now just for a mere wind spirit ? you wasted your entire facade this time Hahahaha."

Alex's grandfather didn't really care if Alex failed to acquire the spirit, he believed it was just an ordinary wind spirit since the method he had used were low level.

" At best, a high spirit. Who cares ? one or two still wouldn't amount to the card I can play right now hahaha."

This time, Alex's grandfather was already pleased by what he had already gained, he felt contempt. He now believe he could raise his faction power.

" If that idiot managed to comeback with the spirit, he might not be that useless after fall, though the chance aren't that good. He wasted time by coming here even after using 'Butterfly wing'.  Evermore the items he handled over Iza this time for the quest was something that can be used to seal and force bind noble level Spirit.

" Who cares though, we had plenty of those spirit crown."

***

In the forest one day away from Okami village, there was an uncharted path that right now was filled with merchant caravan. This was a group of merchant that often travel between region to deliver an exotics goods that could only be found from the locals in this nowhere place.

Though it might not sell much, there was still demand from an eccentric noble or rich people and this group of merchant tried to fill that demands. They often traveled to place like this while being accompanied by their chosen bodyguard, though sometimes they also accept stragglers on the road that wished to join them with a fee.

This time however, two people were separating from the group. One was a man in his forty and another was a female on her teens. The man wore a brown robe while the female teens didn't bother to wear any robe, instead opted to wear casual black and red dress, showing of some of her skins while carrying her black scythe in her one of her hands.

In the forest, a female wearing such clothes would attract an endless attention and should warrant trouble, yet she still persist. In actuality, the older man told her to train this way. In order to made her strong, she had to manifest her aura to be able to push those with wicked intention and anything that could endanger her aside solely with aura alone. Example including bugs that bite during the day and nights.

The girl was someone who hold the class of ravager. Her master, the man beside her was someone who walked the path of severator, a class that belongs exclusively as a third advancement class from ravager. A severator hold the power to split mana. This had enabled him to prevail  against mage and summoner class which sometimes rely mana condensed summoned creature.

" Target found."

" Calm down, young miss."

" Say that again, and I will sever your body."

" Remember my teachings ? No grudges, No force, persuading trough words is a must if there is possibilities."

" ....."

The girl refused the reply, She hated the man teachings. For her, words were useless against power to separate the body and its head. She only needed strength, she wanted only strength. Especially right now that she needed to acquire it fast, fast enough so she could return quickly and takes back what was hers before it disappears.

" If you force it, you will lose the only chance you got young lady."

as if mocking her, the man refused to be left without an answer and pursued the matters further.

" And if you missed it, there is no second chance and surely you will fail"

To this provocation, her resolve faltered and she answered

" How can you be sure ? It's not like you know anything about it."

" Oh sure I know, those eyes of yours are something similar that someone close to me had."

" And what of it ?"

" And he failed, end of story."

" I am not him ."

She tried to refute back, refusing to accept his words that pain her hearts and mocks her resolution.

" Yes, that is why you will fail, even more so than him."

" Fine, however if this time is also a bust, I will just my  way. I am sick of failure."

" Is up to you, however I will always remind you."

"..."

Silence, they continued their journey towards their destination. Their aim was clear. They journeyed to find spirits, powerful one at that. They wanted to sever the spirit from their spiritual body and granted them a mortal body. A body that could be wounded by blade and arrow easily.

Their journey was of course difficult. Outside of the spirit that was weak enough that they would willingly left their spirit body and affinity in order to acquire mortal body, no one else would be normally be willing enough to trade it. Yet their journey this time was precisely to found that being, a spirit that was powerful yet would still trade his own spiritual body for normal, mortal body.

There are of course benefit that could be gained from having a mortal body. First they would be no longer forced to practice in the way of spirit. Aside that there were also the freedom from being hunted around. They would also no longer be susceptible to bounding contract easily as their spirit body.

That was why many weak spirit often seek freedom when they met a severator. Sadly severator class was not common,

as to become one, a ravager needs to be profound in the way of scythe and also  mastered the previous advancement class. Ravager could use many weapon to activate their skills or technique, sadly scythe was a rare choice since most their skills didn't perform well when executed with a scythe

This high requirement had diminish the already low chance of one being a severator. A severator was a powerful class however, it was also hard to acquire. It had no designated temple as it originated from a ravager temple. Sadly sometimes a Severator due to being scarce felt special and become arrogant, refusing to mingle with those who were still below the third advancement class. This had birthed  hatred towards them in general inside the temple, although deep in each ravager's hearts, they too willing to become a Severator one day and become mighty.

A severator class could normally be gained after one mastered first class and second class advancement. Ravager was the first class, while destroyer or crusher was the second advancement. Destroyer was a class that focuses on a technique or skills that would destroy an area around the intended target, while crusher focused on crushing single target with unspeakable might. Each had its own advantage and there wasn't much hostilities between them.

Most of people opted to stay at the second level of class advancement because if one wanted to attain a third class advancement they had to lost their accumulated strength first and start over from the beginning, although their body would become more powerful than their peers however compared to the stage they were at before becoming weaker, they were far cry.

Since most people mastered the second advancement class at the age of fivety, they opted to stay that way. For them stability were much preferred. Example what if their village or town were suddenly attacked either by bandits or other country. If they were still at their weakened state at that time, how could they defend them self or their family ?

Fortunately some people found a special condition in which they could advance towards the third class directly. This could be accomplished during either the first advancement class or the second advancement class stage. For A severator as an example, being able to sever the connection between a powerful high spirit and their spiritual body. Many tried this way only to perish since powerful high spirit was still powerful and their demands were also at large from mage class and summoner class.

This time the girl master was one strange Severator. He had told her disciple not to force the spirit instead to persuade it. He told her that she will miss something and would never got the chance to acquire ever again  if she forcefully separated the spirit from its spiritual body.

She had asked her master what will she miss, but the master only told her that it would help her successfully dealt with her problems. He refused to answer what is the exact things even after she offered rewards. Instead he said that she would miss it, if she know it from someone else somehow. The only way is being patient and see it for yourself later.

Patience was the key he told her. However again, words are useless against her. She had no time, She was pressed. She won't yield no matter what her master said after this moments if they were to fail.

" Sigh, hopefully this time it works, otherwise who knows if she will follow my words again."

The man continued the journey while deep in his heart hiding his own regret, the pain of his past he never told anyone and he wished the girl beside him won't experience the same.