Meera sighed in relief when Brison appeared and healed her by tracing something in his book with his finger. Right now, he was reattaching Lexa’s head back to her body. It helped if the body parts were together. Something about making his skills work faster and consuming less Mana.

That was another thing that Meera had wondered about over the past few days. How could he keep this world active, repeatedly heal them, and not run out of Mana? Can he just write in the book and give himself more Mana, or does he have an infinite supply of Mana potions?

She shook her head and rid herself of these thoughts as time was wasting, and the very angry Stormweaver could rise at any moment to take her revenge. She pulled up her notifications.

She skipped the level-up notifications as she didn’t have time. The dead Stormweaver’s head had been attached to her body, but she had yet to wake up. Time was running out for Meera.

*ding!*

[Class Ability Activated. You have stolen the general skill Storm Affinity. This determines how close you are to the storm element. All of your storm-based attacks will get a 3% boost. Would you like to acquire the skill?]

*ding!*

[Class Ability Activated. You have stolen the skill Heaven’s Wrath. You can summon a storm of lightning bolts, unleashing destruction of unparalleled proportions upon all. Your foes will have nowhere to cower as you unleash the wrath of the heavens. Would you like to acquire the skill?]

Meera smiled. Yes, I’ll take the second one, please.

She gave up Camouflage as she didn’t need it anymore because of her armor’s stage 2 effect. She was a little miffed that she didn’t get anything special from the one Warden who beat her so mercilessly. Somehow, it would’ve consoled her heart, but as she knew it, life was never fair.

*ding!*

[You have acquired the skill Heaven’s Wrath – Level 1]

Meera closed her notifications and found Lexa glaring at her. She gulped and stepped back gingerly. “Now, I can see why you would be mad, but—”

“Mad…” The air smelled of ozone, and static electricity zapped around Lexa, but then she laughed. “That was fantastic.” She engulfed Meera in a bear hug.

“It was…” Meera still expected to get shot and was ready to teleport away at a moment’s notice.

She let go of Meera and waved a dismissive hand. “All that anger was just an act. I am not some maniac like that Tekton or even Zona. Let’s work together and make each other better.”

Meera relaxed. “Okay.”

Behind Lexa, Brison was shaking his head vigorously, which was all the signal that Meera needed. She teleported away to the farthest mirror just in time as Lexa shot two bolts, one from each hand.

“Wow, you catch on quick,” Lexa said. “What gave it away?”

“You laid it on too thick.”

Lexa winced a little. “I should have just zapped you when I hugged you.”

Meera snorted. “You really should have. Now, let’s do things a little differently, shall we?”

She pointed at Lexa and activated Death Mark. A red skull appeared on Lexa’s arm, making her frown. It disappeared after a moment, but the Death Mark was still there.

Lexa frowned. “I hope that wasn’t permanent. I hate tattoos.”

“No, it’ll only stay there until you kill me or I kill you…again.”

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“You’re cheeky.” She raised a finger and pointed at Meera, no doubt to shoot a lightning bolt.

But Meera activated Mirror Phantom and created two more duplicates of her using two tiny mirrors from her armor. The three Meera crisscrossed, making Lexa frown once more in frustration.

“Now, which one is the real me?”

Lexa smiled. “This is good, but you should have made more.” She raised two more fingers and shot a lightning bolt out of each finger.

She teleported away in the nick of time and learned something precious that day. If the mirror at the phantom’s core didn’t break, the illusion was not dispelled, as her two illusions stayed intact.

“Interesting…” Lexa mused, mirroring Meera’s thoughts.

Meera moved the phantoms closer to her and activated Mist Concealment. The mists released from her body covered the entire clearing. Next, Meera activated Chameleon to merge one with the mists. She pulled off two of her chakrams—regular ones. With Death Mark, she didn’t need her stronger ones, at least not for Lexa. With all her preparations complete, Meera was ready to move on to the attack, if not for the Stormweaver Warden.

Lexa clapped and undid all of Meera’s preparations.

Lexa had used this move before. The clap released such wind pressure and zaps of tiny lightning that if it had not been for Meera’s defensive skills, she would have been trembling from the shock. However, her phantoms were not afforded such protections. Their core exploded into tiny shards, and the phantoms vanished.

“Try something else, lass,” Lexa said. “That is just not going to work for you against me.”

Meera gritted her teeth. The worst thing about fighting these Wardens was not that they were significantly higher level than her, but it was their combat experience. They saw through her tricks with ease, which made her fights that much harder, but she was learning ridiculously fast.

If deception isn’t going to work, then I guess an all-out assault it is.

She shot her opponent with a Mirror Shard Barrage. Lexa raised an electric shield to block the beam. But it littered the ground around her with mirrors, which was perfect. Meera shut off her beam and launched her chakrams at the Stormweaver.

As Meera expected, Lexa brought up a shield, so she teleported behind her. She was about to slash out Lexa’s neck when blue lightning exploded out of her. Meera screamed as she was blown away. She rag-dolled on the ground for a bit before hitting a tree.

Her whole form smoked, and she was in terrible pain. Her body felt numb. Thankfully, she had Vitalize to take the pain away, or she would have been done for. Lexa didn’t give her time to recover as the next lightning bolt came from the heavens itself.

Meera teleported to safety, which was a good thing, too, as there was an enormous crater where she lay. She needed time to heal, something the lightning mage would not give her. So, Meera decided to make time. She took off all her chakrams, and, using Mirror Wing, she launched them all at the Warden.

Lexa’s eyes widened for but a moment. The shield dissipated, and in its place was an electric whip. All this time, Meera had thought she was primarily a caster who couldn’t move around much. Lexa proved that wrong.

Time and time again, Meera threw her chakrams at her in all directions, and she danced through them as her whip slapped them away, unleashing deafening thunder with each blow.

Meera didn’t give up hope as she kept up her assault. One thing was sure, Meera couldn’t fight this battle up close. She had to keep her distance. That blast was more than painful. She groaned as she peeled herself off the ground onto her feet. She wasn’t fully healed but could move around and let Vitalize bring her to top shape. An idea popped into her head as to how to get herself healed faster.

She made her chakrams pick up the pace, but Lexa kept up with ease as expected. When her back was turned, Meera extended her hand and shot Vampiric Chains. Chains of shadow and darkness erupted from her hand and found their mark.

Meera smirked triumphantly as her Health started rising, and Lexa was rendered immobile.

“Got you,” Meera said.

“Yes, Meera, but you are also caught,” Lexa smirked, not even displaying a single bead of sweat.

Is this not hurting her? Meera did her best not to show her concern over her calmness and that the world had grown somewhat darker.

“How so?” Meera asked carefully.

“Well, now, you cannot move either, or at the very least, you cannot teleport without forgoing your hold on me,” Lexa replied.

“Yes, but I can always slice off your head with my chakrams.” Meera raised her free hand and clenched it into a fist. All her chakrams launched at blinding speed to cut off Lexa’s neck.

Lexa clapped her hands again.

Meera raised two Mirror Tower Shields, and they saved her from the attack. It was a good thing she had raised two shields as the first one resisted some, but, in the end, it shattered, but the second one held. Meera peaked over the shield and found Lexa clapping—just regular clapping—and her chakrams had been blown by the wind pressure.

“I will be honest, Meera,” Lexa said. “You’re resourceful. They say that about me, too. So, let me show you the most powerful form of my greatest skill.” She flourished a hand to the sky. “I give you Heaven’s Wrath.”

The lightning shower started again.

Only this time, lightning fell much quicker and with more devastation, leaving behind craters. Meera’s eyes widened. This was perhaps the most devastating skill she had ever seen. The bolts started coming down faster.

Meera had to let go of her Vampiric Chains and teleport away from the impending lightning bolt that was about to crash on her head. She teleported a few more times, barely avoiding the bolts, and the thunder was driving her mad. The earth began to shake with each bolt, and it looked like Lexa would flatten the entire peak, but the lightning stopped.

Meera huffed and looked at the stormy sky.

“Now, that was fun, wasn’t it?” Lexa asked, grinning. “Now, for the finale. The true Heaven’s Wrath.”

Meera didn’t even have time to move when a lightning bolt, as thick as a massive tree trunk, blew her to pieces.

When Meera awoke, Lexa was standing over her. She smiled. “So, did you like it?”

Meera stood. “Thanks for showing me that.” She smiled wide at the Warden. “I have something to show you, too. I think you’ll like it.”