Troll swarm from all over from the top of the mountainside to the edge of the cliff. While at the center, two paladins struggle to hold their ground. Evelyn whips to and fro executing as many tools as she can while the other guy punches them out. The more they dispatch the more tools are clear. At some point, it starts to feel like they're spawning out of nowhere. Evelyn tries to push away forward big up the crib whipping left and right as the three tails strangle lash and snare her opponents she can feel her stamina burning out but her will to live keeps vetoing her body telling her to stop. Every push stride or leap she made against the endless sea of trolls it was literally and mentally had nothing against the seemingly endless Force, it was a trial and maintain her composure. Funny enough while you're standing up. Facing the bottom her mana pool still seemed practically bottomless and when she looked around for the allied paladin. He too had already drowned in the near-infinite waves feeling alone finally time noticed that her own body was aching which encouraged her to whimper at her state. Yet her current schedule as well as her foreseeable future did not seem to allow her time to complain. So she continued to get back to work, pushing back more and more other near-endless threats. Evelyn's mind and body were telling her how far and close she was to her limit causing her to question. If this is her end without fail, she won't give up on the fight so long as she is able. But of course, whenever a troll fell, another one took the place of the fallen. There were so many of them that it almost seemed like whenever she knocked out one of them another would show up and pick up. The guy knocked down and continued onwards. If that wasn't enough. She'd finally noticed the ground shaking looking up in a daze she saw it. Her situation had grown beyond quanta viably worse it was tall with a simple body and legs. So long she questioned how it hadn't breached the atmosphere. Its head was carnivorous by nature and had four limbs with a snake-like disposition. Though it was thousands of miles away. Its size made it appear as though it was only a couple of feet away a dreadnought the worst of Solomon's creations to put in perspective when Sullivan became a God and blessed in 21 Kings with a little of his power, he decided to propel the world forward be released many of his creations into the world in abundance. Their goal was to seek out anything that had the potential thing to move the world and do everything in its power to propel its growth through violence, assistance or pure unadulterated voice at the top of these creations were creatures beyond all rationale, one of which is the dreadnought a creature both of large snake-like with limbs on like actual snakes. The creature would only ever come into existence when enough chaos head corralled in one area. Its gold is always to consume the cause and use it to fuel Solomon's power. Witnessing this Evelyn truly knew she was in over her head. She couldn't even begin to imagine what it would take to get her out of this. I'm sure if she could get along should lay down her weapon. Her movements began to stagger but not just hers. The trolls also began to stagger. The dreadnoughts pressure was so omnipresent. Everything struggled to move in the vicinity.

Shell: TCH I didn't want to do this, frankly speaking, it's too early for you to even attempt this, but the universe is playing my hand these days.

Evelyn was not sure how to respond to Shell's words. Truly she would have if she could process what he was saying but her mind was already at its breaking point.

Shall: drop last. You won't need him for what's to come.

Not responding. She loosened her grip dropping wolf turned three-tail which then sank into our Shadow. Once the last of that whip had been devoured from her shadow along a steel rectangular rod or ascended from her Shadow. The length of the ride was as tall as her.

Shell: take hold of me and no matter how weak you feel, don't let go. I doubt you last more than an hour but I'm going to need you to hang in there for as long as possible.

Without thinking about his words or giving him any response. She just felt in every fiber of her being that she should just do it like grabbing hold of this object was not only the right thing to do. It was her god-given right to do so by the god of valor herself grabbing hold of it with one of her hands. She could feel it an endless void sucking out every last drop of Nana inside of her, though her manipulled seemed endless so too did the hunger for the weapon. Her body desired to grab hold of it with her other hand and so she did which increased as the consumption of her mana which still had not begun to bottom out. Then her mind demanded that she pull out the full length of the weapon from her Shadow and in doing so everything went black for her before she knew it. She was standing before its shell, leaning against an extraordinarily large set of doors. The doors were held close by a lock. The lock back was in the shape of a very detailed wolf the keyhole that was placed at the center of the Wolf's mouth with designs of flames seeping out she couldn't imagine but felt instinctively that what was behind the door where Shell's heart and the power that was rightfully theirs but locked away due to her in inexperienced nature.

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Shell: I was right. You're not ready yet, but lucky for me you're getting there today. You were only strong enough to last thing 30 minutes, which was enough time to eliminate all the trolls and curve the interest of the dreadnought Ken, it seems that allowing you to witness this was enough to educate you or how much Sherlock him. But I pray that someday you can open the door cuz I feel that one day we'll need it. S me that you won't be able to remember my true form due to Alan's training. Your mind and body are but it excites me to know that you're capable of wielding me to this decree and how far you'll go with time. I look forward to that day but time is up.

Evelyn estado. She wanted to say something. She felt she needed to say something. She had so many questions. Every of her soul screams should take advantage of this opportunity before she can say anything the world returns to her. She finds herself lying on the ground in a Creator. Lying next to her is last who sensed her stirring and stared her in the eyes at a distance outside the crater stood Austin, who appeared to be standing guard while she slept in the sky. The sun had already lowered fairly far. She wasn't even sure how many days had gone by I was getting up. She immediately tries to make her way towards the edge of the giant hole the other paladin kneels and reaches out to pull her out after she gets out last hops up onto the edge to remain by her side. Exiting the hole she takes in the side around her. Unclear on what she did. It was clear that her powers as an SSS rank paladin were far more drastic than any upscale in power she'd ever heard of. Parts of the fountain could be seen missing from her position. Many more creators as well as giant slashes and even further down across the mountain there could fissures be seen on the base, whatever shell weapon form had done or was capable of was something she would want to win a master but both fear and excitement filled her soul at the prospect. Looking at her hands she could feel phantom sensations of how the weapon felt in her hands yet no matter what she could not recall, what it was that she had used. All she could remember was that every sway average strike in every attack felt right and was sensational to her very being. The euphoria of using the weapon is still the winner of the battle. That's nothing concrete or Revelation up regarding what Shell did whenever she tried to force her memory, she could feel herself fighting back. It was clear to her at that point she didn't lose her memory due to the overwhelming power of his weapon form as an armory. It seems that a part of her voluntarily sealed off those memories because she was well aware she was nowhere near ready to wield him and didn't want the spoiled notion of that. This was something she could rely on at any time should the needle arise accepting her feelings. She fell to her. Knee took a deep breath and screamed at the top of her lungs. She continued for hours until she felt she couldn't no more then she got up, and back into town, decided to continue her journey while engraving this lesson into her mind, body, and soul.