“What took you guys so long? I was going to send Ursara to check on you.”
Ama said as soon as we entered the hideout. She looked restless. Did my disappearance cause that big of a problem? Ursara and Blaria also there. Then again, their presence wasn’t that important. I pointed to Arslan.
“Your boyfriend tried to kill me.”
“Boyfriend?”
Ama tilted her head in confusion.
“Is that what you focus on? The importance you give me nearly going to make me tear up.”
She sighed after looking at me and Arslan.
“Sit down, both of you. We’ll have to talk.”
I sat down and told them all I learned in the last 4 days. Well, except for the deal with Wolf King. That would just make things even more complicated.
“An inner conflict… It can be something we could take advantage of.”
Ama said with her hand on her chin.
“Well, we don’t exactly know what that conflict is or what caused it, so it will be hard.”
“Still, it is good that you are close to her. That combat info will come in handy.”
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“Ama, no. I saw that woman fight. I think it is better we find a way to free beastkin WITHOUT fighting her. I am serious. We have no chance.”
Arslan, who didn’t sit down and leaned on a wall while standing up scoffed my words. I turned around to him.
“I fought against both of you. She is just on another level.”
“I was just playing around with you.”
“Difference is clear, Arslan. Our “playing” had higher stakes. To put me down you had to give everything you had. She on the other hand could have killed me thousand times while still messing around.”
“I didn’t take you for such a whiny bitch.”
I sighed to answer his taunting. I stood up.
“Let’s go then. Let’s fight for 5 minutes.”
Ama looked at both of us. She got between us to stop us.
“Both of you just sto-“
“It is okay, Ama.”
Arslan spoke up.
“I am just going to show him-“
“No. Both of you will sit down!”
I was pushed back to my chair with a sharp wind coming out of her hand. Arslan was also in the same condition, stumbling towards the chair as he lost his balance.
“I know both of you are stressed out! So I am! So are Ursara and Blaria! I also know that both of you are right to a certain degree! That’s why we must sit down and talk to get a better conclusion!”
She stopped.
“If you want to fight after that, you will fight under my supervision. The last thing I need now is either of you getting hurt. Deal?”
Both of us just looked at her.
“I asked something.”
“Yes.
“Yeah.”
She sat down and was about to talk but my stomach made a noise so loud that all heads in the room turned to me in an instant. I covered my stomach with one hand and pointed to Arslan with another.
“I wanted to eat before coming here! He dragged me here!”
Ama looked at me with understanding eyes. Blaria and Ursara were trying to hold their laughter in while Arslan was howling with laughter. Ama stood up.
“Sorry about that. I should have thought it when you said you had been in dungeons for 4 days. We have some food. Do you want me to heat it?”
She moved to a place that looked like a makeshift kitchen.
“It would be nice. Can I beat that kitty while waiting for it?”
“No.”
Her voice was stern. I sighed.
“Lucky you, kitty.”
I said as I put on one of my smiles that I knew annoyed people and looked directly toward Arslan.
“You are the lucky one, asshole.”
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I raised my eyebrows.
“If you guys don’t cut that out I am putting curses on both of you.”
Hmm. Curses. While I learned how magic worked, it was the first time I heard curses. With Fallen Soldier’s Armor, I had passive 5 percent resistance towards it. Let’s check it again:
Name Poyraz Karabulut Strength 18 Agility 16 Vitality 18 Mana 4 Charisma 8 Defense 10
Spark: Fallen Soldier’s Armor(Low grade, growing) *Can generate armor around your body.
*Increase all stats by 10 percent.
*Increases defense further by 10.
*Will form armor automatically in danger.
*Gives resistances:
-Darkness 13 %
-Fire 10%
-Curse 6 %
-Instant death 32 %
-Poison 4%
-Ice 3% Spark Skills Night Vision C(Passive)
Shadow Melt C (Passive) Personal skills Unarmed Combat Mastery B(Passive)
Sword Mastery B(Passive)
Combat Sense C(Passive)
Iron Will A(Passive)
Monstrous Strength D(Active)
Rapid Healing D(Passive) Titles Locked
They increased? Both my stats and resistances? The stats were a nobrainer. Not only I kept training I also took that stat booster. But resistances? Maybe they were related to stats? For example, if my Vitality is high, I have higher resistance towards poison? I wasn’t sure.
“How do curses work? I am going to keep messing with him depending on it.”
I said half-jokingly, half-seriously.
“They are just a type of magic. Who even doesn’t know it?”
Arslan scoffed, once again. He looked at me all smug.
“Not really. Curses are similar to magic as magic is similar to body enchantments with mana. It is true that all use mana as the basis but they are drastically different from each other.”
Hearing Ama’s explanation, this time it was my turn to look all smug.
“So most mages don’t actually know how to cast curses?”
Well, there goes one of my resistance's usefulness.
“Most don’t. Curses, jinxes, hexes- technically the same thing is an old way of using mana. I am sure you heard Gods cursing mortals?”
Gods. Stars. Of course, I knew them. They were the reason I was here! I clenched my teeth without realizing it, something Arslan have noticed and gave me weird looks for. Seeing me not answer her question, Ama looked at me, expecting my answer. She really never used rhetorical questions, didn’t she?
“Yes.”
Hearing my answer she turned back to heating the food.