Character Information - Who is who?
Because I have created quite a variety of characters, I will now create little cheat sheets before a chapter for the characters who will appear in the chapter, but not for those who haven't. Please open the spoiler if you need some reminders. (Be careful. It can be a spoiler for the chapter!)
Sarusos Leonandra (Fox-kin)
* Known Position
* Retainer of the Lord
* Specialization(-s)
* Intel, High-energy Control, and Dagger Arts
* Eyecolor
* Red Colored
* Hair (Fur-) Color
* Dirt-Blond Colored
* Miscellaneous
* Likes to hurt others
* He is seen by others as a psychopath but is actually friendly
* (Close-)Retainers
* None mentioned
Patricia O. Nine-Fire (Fox-kin)
* Known Position
* The youngest child of the current Nine-Fire household
* Specialization(-s)
* Fine Arts, Spear Arts, and Riding
* Eyecolor
* Ruby-Red Colored
* Hair (Fur-) Color
* Charcoal-Black Colored
* Miscellaneous
* Very intelligent and talented
* Obsessed with Alexander
* (Close-)Retainers
* None mentioned
Alexander K. Leonandra (Wolf-kin)
* Known Position
* The fourth child of the current Leonandra household (Nobility)
* Specialization(-s)
* Magic and Alchemy
* Eyecolor
* Golden-Colored
* Hair (Fur-) Color
* Snow-white
* Miscellaneous
* Transmigrated from the Earth and the MC
* (Close-)Retainers
* Ocilia L. (Disciple)
* Maurice L. (Protector)
* Melina L. (Head-Maid)
* Francesca L. (Maid)
* Cloelle L. (Maid)
* Aurum L. (Head Accountant)
Narsiz K. Leonandra (Wolf-kin)
* Known Position
* The second child of the current Leonandra household (Nobility)
* Specialization(-s)
* Administration, Economy, etc. (Bureaucracy in general)
* Eyecolor
* Golden-Colored
* Hair (Fur-) Color
* Golden-blonde fur and hair color
* Miscellaneous
* Incredibly beautiful and charismatic
* Brother of the MC
* (Close-)Retainers
* None mentioned
Linuel O. Nine-Fire (Fox-kin)
* Known Position
* A child of the current Nine-Fire household
* Specialization(-s)
* Hunting, Scouting, and Tracking
* Eyecolor
* Scarlett-Red Colored
* Hair (Fur-) Color
* Charcoal-Black Colored
* Miscellaneous
* A little rough around the edges
* Bad luck in finding a spouse
* (Close-)Retainers
* None mentioned
Fiorello P. Nine-Fire (Fox-kin)
* Known Position
* Child of the Nine-Fire family
* Specialization(-s)
* Manipulation and Socialization
* Eyecolor
* Green Colored
* Hair (Fur-) Color
* Black Colored
* Miscellaneous
* Incredibly beautiful
* Incredibly sadistic
* In cahoots with Klepto and the Asylum camp in Kratikal
* (Close-)Retainers
* Strawberry N. (Personal Maid (?))
Sarah M. Leonandra (Wolf-kin)
* Known Position
* The third child of the current Leonandra household (Nobility)
* Specialization(-s)
* Shield Arts
* Eyecolor
* Pink-Colored (Heart-formed pupils)
* Hair (Fur-) Color
* Pastel-greenish
* Miscellaneous
* Loves Shopping
* Sister of the MC
* (Close-)Retainers
* None mentioned
Lorient M. Leonandra (Wolf-kin)
* Known Position
* The first child of the current Leonandra household (Nobility)
* Specialization(-s)
* Martial Arts, Acrobatic, and Hunting
* Eyecolor
* Golden-Colored
* Hair (Fur-) Color
* Scarlett Red
* Miscellaneous
* A user of wild demon energy
* Sister of the MC
* (Close-)Retainers
* Larry L. (Protector)
* Franko L. (Head Butler)
Larry Leonandra (Ox-kin)
* Known Position
* Personal Protector of Lorient M. Leonandra
* Specialization(-s)
* Two-Handed Mace Arts
* Eyecolor
* Brown-Colored
* Hair (Fur-) Color
* Brown-Colored
* Miscellaneous
* A user of internal energy
* Don't like small talk
* (Close-)Retainers
* None mentioned
...
Leonandra Estate, Main Garden
Sarusos straightened up and looked around while taking out two daggers, "We have seven little rats here..." Without looking back, he asked the puppies he pushed into the dirt, "...are you both okay?"
Alexander pulled his head out of the dirt and helped Patricia to stand up. He could see how shaken and frightened she was, 'Damn it, so it is all me and Saru.'
Something inside his head clicked the moment he was attacked. His military instincts kicked in like a wrecking ball. The black box inside his brain was activated, filled to the brim with life-and-death situations and gruesome training he experienced in his last life.
Alexander was frightened but had experienced such situations too many times and could push through it without much problems. All useless thoughts about the motivation and the ifs were quickly abandoned. Nothing mattered now, but survival and the best way to achieve it was to work together and stay calm.
Alexander first analyzed the situation at hand to get a fuller picture. He saw the three servants who followed them draw their daggers, barely changing their facial expressions and readying themselves for an attack.
Alexander used his [Mana Sense] to its full extent to discover that Sarusos was right and four more were around them in the garden, 'Seven assassins vs. two children and a psychotic butler. Oh, joy.'
He wanted to communicate their positions thoroughly in a way similar to Earth. At the same time, he made sure that Sarusos could pinpoint their position in case he could only roughly feel their presence, "12'o clock Fremázar (big trees with pink roses on them), two at six, one at four, and the last one at ten."
Sarusos energy slowly surrounded him, and the insane murderous intent from it was like a knife inside everyone's mind, stabbing and frightening them. Alexander understood that he couldn't hold back since lives were on the line, but the aura his energy produced was basically a sure way to friendly fire everyone around him.
Alexander could hold against it since he had more than enough skills to counteract the residue of his craziness. On the other hand, Patricia was frightened by Sarusos and the situation, almost falling unconscious.
She wanted to step back, but Alexander took her hand and shoved her behind him, "Stay close to me. There are some more bastards."
He suddenly also remembered the mana items and collar he wore. He quickly took them off, and the moment they fell to the ground, he felt as light as a feather while his mana skills became more pronounced, 'This could be a horrible idea.'
Alexander felt lighter, and his mana control became beyond good as he wore those 24/8 to restrict himself and train. However, now that he became free, he had problems controlling his body and mana skills since every movement became much broader, physical, and magical. He easily overshot when he tried to move or use his [Mana Manipulation].
There was little time to test his newfound power as more energy-filled arrows flew toward them, especially targeting Patricia. Sarusos deflected all of them with a wave of his hand. Like a surgeon, he easily vaporized them with his energy mid-air.
However, Alexander could see that it was more or less a test to see how they would react. Their attack was weak and too slow to be considered dangerous. With Sarusos defending them, everyone could see they were in a terrible pinch. Alexander knew that the moment Sarusos attacked, the other assassins would swarm them, and nobody knew how strong they were.
He looked slightly to the back, to Patricia, 'Well, fuck me.'
While he knew that he could somehow survive, it was impossible without a sacrifice, 'Who knew that I had such a side?'
Alexander readied himself to take Patricia and run as fast as possible away. However, his thoughts were interrupted by Sarusos, "Mr. Alexander, how about using some spells?"
Alexander frowned but trusted this bastard to have a plan. He immediately started to move pockets of particles while simultaneously building up constructs. He got the hang of his skills slowly and felt how his mana flew at insane speeds, zig-zagging and building the constructs in record time. At the same time, he conjured multiple water balls and earth-shield contraptions around him and Patricia, "On it!"
He marked all seven attackers instantly and constructed multiple earth bullets. All seven assassins felt it as they shivered slightly, but they probably didn't take it seriously as they did nothing. They only readied themselves for the next attack.
Bang!
Yet, when they heard a loud bang, three died from a shot to the head, falling and lying around lifelessly. The others quickly threw away their disguise skills and could barely deflect them using their energy and skills.
The moment they lost all disguise, Sarusos wanted to go for an attack, but when he saw who they were, he frowned heavily and decided to stay on defense.
The enemy Sarusos saw before him wasn't much of a threat to him, but this wasn't the case with the puppies. He needed to ensure they stayed alive, and he could now understand why they didn't attack in full force in the first place, 'What a mess.'
He deduced in parts of a second that someone who could impersonate servants without getting detected by him meant they had excellent skills in deception. He would also bet that they had some assassination skills. So, he feared that the moment he went for an attack, some of them would target the puppies.
While Alexander did his part in attacking them, Sarusos couldn't analyze them properly, as the attacks from the pup were highly irregular, but he had less to worry about since three were dead.
He was for a short moment in joy as his master's son was this strong, 'Who know that Alex would be this healthy without those restrictions, hehe.'
However, he quickly went back to what was important: Protection. First, he needed to test them to see how good they were. If they are not that skilled, he would make an opening for Alexander and Patricia to run away.
There was a problem; he couldn't attack them recklessly, but there were many other ways to identify their power, "What do we have here? Night elves..."
He licked his lips and talked in Nocir, "...how long has it been since I tortured your pups? Their screams were like a lullaby, and how they prayed to your moon bitches while I slowly cut their ears off while taking their sight..."
His smile widened into one of pure sadism as he remembered a particular campaign, "I bet if I take yours, I could get some good potions out of them... or should I rather force you to breed so I can have an infinite supply of it?"
What he remembered wasn't what their mercenary troupe did but what they found after they raided a village that dwarves occupied. It was a tragic sight when they liberated them, but the assassins didn't need to know this fact as he tried to provoke them purposively.
Luckily for him, one enemy reacted. The last one who was further away felt immediately provoked and attacked. When Sarusos saw this, he could directly analyze their experience, 'The four were amateurs while three are much more experienced. This is doable.'
The elf jumped forward with his daggers drawn. Sarusos stood relaxed around, expecting a clumsy attack, but the night elf suddenly disappeared.
Sarusos clicked his tongue inwardly, knowing it was that kind of subrace. He had enough experience with them and knew exactly who they were and their usual tactics.
He quickly took out three throwing knives while loading them with his energy. Without hesitation, he threw them toward his and the puppy's shadows. Suddenly, out of his shadow came a scream, and the night-elf appeared behind him with the dagger in his heart.
Sarusos raised an eyebrow, "Amateurs."
However, while he attacked, the others suddenly disappeared, and that was exactly what he feared. Now, he had to deal with night-elves who could jump shadows, which was a very annoying skill to deal with.
While they couldn't protect themselves inside the shadows, finding them would be hard, and he needed to do a lot of guesswork. Though there was a slight moment when they disappeared where one could kill them, he missed it since he didn't think they had this racial skill.
The killing intent surged from Sarusos, and he tried to provoke them again, hoping some moron would jump out again, "What was it again? Children of the night, you suffered enough, so I give you the protection you so desire? Didn't work out for your youth, though. Otherwise, why would you crawl to us, beast-kin, for protection? Hehe."
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Night-Elves had a different religion from nature dwellers and beast-kin. They believed in moon deities, which corresponded heavily with their equivalent to [Mystic Skills]. Their faith was also intrinsically political and was the basis for their ruling system.
Most of them were usually very religious, so such a provocation should usually rattle them, as the moment they came under the Mal-Gil empire was a humiliating moment to them and considered taboo to even talk about.
Yet, they neither jumped, foamed, nor became angry. With this, Sarusos had another idea of how good they were, 'Well, not everything can be that easy.'
While Sarusos tried to determine where they were, Alexander tried to see them with his mana skills and the marking he did beforehand. It was barely possible, and the position changed periodically, so he needed to concentrate heavily on them to avoid losing them.
'Damn it, my brain is getting fried, and I can't fucking target them!'
Green told him that [Mana Sense] and the marking spell weren't strong enough to target those who had battle experience against mages. Other skills or items could disable his [Mana Sense] and the marking spell, but it did seem that he had a high enough level to find them but not to lock on precisely.
Alexander wanted to try again and shoot the moment he had at least one of them bullseye. He quickly did his routine again and conjured more contraptions for protection and earth bullet constructs, "Get ready!"
Luckily for Alexander, Sarusos listened to him as he readied multiple throwing knives with substantial energy loaded onto them, so much so that they almost broke as they vibrated heavily. A loud bang later, all three suddenly appeared, wanting to avoid the enormously fast earth bullets. Two looked surprised as the bullets didn't even target their shadow but something else.
Sarusos quickly threw the knives and got one directly into the heart, the one who needed to deflect the earth bullet. However, before the assassin died, they saw that the elf had taken out a potion, and it suddenly disappeared from his hand and appeared behind Patricia.
Alexander's mana skills registered it since he had every inch around him and the fox-kin girl covered so that he could detect any anomaly immediately.
Without turning around and still watching how the other night elves were about to attack, he immediately cast dozens of contraptions in record time around the flask, almost frying his mind.
He had a good reason for this. The flask was expanding, and the mana inside of it became volatile. This phenomenon he could see with his [Mana Sense] and panicked as his instinct told him that it was dangerous and he could guess what it was.
'That's just fucking great! Shadow assassins with magical grenades! What's next? Demon ants who control gravity?!'
Alexander thought about Patricia and how she was dead weight, but he wouldn't let her die. No, he wanted to save her now more than ever. Was it love? Nope. It was pure stubbornness since he started to protect her. He wouldn't stop halfway through.
He suddenly got an insight, 'What better place than the battlefield to improvise.'
Alexander grabbed her. His mana started to crawl on her skin, building an earth contraption on her belly, and he constructed a propulsion spell on it. He couldn't risk the explosion the flask would produce being much stronger than expected, so he would rather try another way while building more contraptions for protection.
'Please don't die!'
It was a much weaker propulsion spell he had conjured than usual. After a loud bang, Patricia shot away from him and Sarusos, away from the battlefield and the assassins.
Yet, he decided to stay, 'Time to kill some fuckers!'
Something inside him got angry, wanting to skin those attackers alive. It wasn't pure wrath like what he had in his skill test. Some rationale was left, making him think of every move he was about to make.
Alexander screamed while building more contraptions around the potion and before him, "Kill them! I am fine!"
In a fraction of a second, Sarusos surrounded himself with energy fully. He vanished, immediately decapitating the ones left, but a moment before he did it, they also took out a potion, which disappeared and appeared where Patricia was flying to.
Boom!
An explosion occurred where Alexander was, but the moment it happened, he flew like a ragdoll out, having cast another, much more potent, propulsion spell on him and toward Patricia.
He saw how the flasks appeared around her, so he positioned himself at the last moment to use the propulsion spell and the explosion's shockwave to fly at high speed toward her.
However, he miscalculated one thing: The explosion wasn't little, and he felt how the spell and pressure pushed his innards into directions where they shouldn't be.
He barely saw anything and only relied on his [Mana Sense] as he flew toward her. Yet, he cast another, much more potent propulsion spell on him to reach her as fast as possible. Luckily for him, she slowed down. Not so lucky for her: The potions were too close to her.
Alexander's mind was burning up, and his body became a mess. He didn't notice that the explosion heavily injured him; the adrenaline kick made the pain disappear. He only saw Patricia and decided to risk everything he had.
He didn't know what it was but decided it was his old characteristic of being a petty bastard, not giving in to others who wanted to fuck him over even a minuscule chance to win or get something out of him.
Sarusos also saw this and was stunned that they all had explosives with them. Usually, such one-use items were horrendously expensive and only used in campaigns against strong monsters or demons.
After the first flask vanished, he thought it was some mist potion to paralyze or put the puppies to sleep. Worst case, it was some poison they could cure easily with Green and the Temple behind them. Never had he expected such an explosion to occur, 'I shouldn't have trusted Alex, damn it!'
As he was about to flash toward them to protect them, the headless suddenly attacked him, which he could barely avoid, 'Fuck! They were suicide assassins!'
Suicide assassins could automatically use a skill after death and choose a target before they die with the last bit of energy to get the job done. While he avoided their first attack, their second came faster and stronger.
He needed to avoid it but ignored it and flashed toward Alexander and Patricia, only to be stopped by all the other corpses who came at him, trying to stop him. He wouldn't make it, and he knew it, mainly when they surrounded him and started to bloat like the flasks. They almost immediately exploded around Sarusos.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Thunderous explosions were heard from where Sarusos was, which Alexander ignored as he had the price in front of him.
The flasks around Patricia expanded, but shortly before they exploded, Alexander flew and grabbed her while casting another more potent propulsion spell on him. His head suddenly felt like someone rammed nails inside, 'Shit, barely mana left!'
While he grabbed her, he ignored the pain and conjured with all he had more contraptions in front of the flasks. He hoped for the best. The flasks exploded violently.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The massive explosion hit only Alexander since he had Patricia in front of him, and the blast was behind him. The shockwave was even more potent, scorching his back so much that he could feel how his body burned from behind, and splinters from his contraptions catapulted into his back, making it a nasty combination.
Alexander was barely awake as the blast catapulted him and Patricia with enormous velocity towards some trees. He quickly used the last bit of mana to cast two weak propulsion spells to turn him around so he could get the brunt of the damage if they crashed into something.
He suddenly could feel his mana veins cramping, almost ripping apart as he cast the last spell. However, he used every drop left to turn him around with Patricia.
Bang!
"Keugh!
"Ahhh!"
He crashed full force into a tree while still holding Patricia in front of him. He fell to the ground, barely able to feel or see anything. All he could think was how he couldn't move anymore as he wanted to stand up and quickly run away with the squirt.
His thoughts became chaotic, and he could barely grab them as they went all over the place. However, the last thought he had was of joy, 'Hehe, now I need only to survive, and I won... fucking bastards...'
Before everything went black, he saw how Patricia cried and screamed. He didn't know what she said since he only heard a loud ringing. He became unconscious.
...
Leonandra Estate, Exhibition room
Narsiz and Linuel looked behind them where the attack was coming from and saw how Fiorello tried to stab Lorient, only to be blocked by Sarah. His maid suddenly attacked Larry while all the other servants disappeared.
"Stay behind..."
Before Linuel could end her sentence, Narsiz used his new way to fight. He quickly took a piece of black chalk from his breast pocket and wrote something into the air while saying a strange chant. Small pieces of the chalk broke up, and his mana surrounded him, building the construct. It was his way to use [Mana Manipulation] with the fourth mystic skill he got after reaching Tier 2: [Masterfull Writing].
It was a skill with which he could convey everything he thought about in writing. The higher his [Charisma] attribute was, the better the writing became from every point of view. If he used almost all his stamina with his [Essence] to write a letter, it would act like other manipulation skills to the reader.
He used the marking spell on one of the assassins he felt through his [Mana Sense]. A small smile emerged when he saw where they were exactly.
'I really need to thank Alexander again. What a great idea to utilize my [Masterfull Writing]!'
Since Alexander began to help acquire everyone [Mana Sense], at some point, the trial phase ended when he helped Cross to acquire the skill. It became ridiculously easy for him at some point, except in the mana department, which Narsiz was sure to listen to his puppyish complaints.
His siblings naturally came next but almost only used it to strengthen their energy, like Lorient and Sarah. However, Narsiz was an exception since he also started to learn a little bit of magic, especially the spells that were helpful for his [Throwing Arts] and [Archery Arts].
The moment he marked a shadow in a corner, he put a lot of energy into a throwing dagger, activated his [Rabit Foot] mystic skill to increase his [Luck] in the throw to a ridiculous degree, and threw it. A scream came from the corner, but instead of a corpse, a giant explosion rattled the room. Luckily, they were far away, so no damage came to them.
Linuel dragged Narsiz farther away, ignoring whatever he did from where the explosion occurred, and looked around, being very cautious of the assassins, "Surround yourself with energy!"
As she said it, her red parasitic demonic energy slowly surrounded her, feeling eerily like his mother's. Narsiz also surrounded himself with his energy, which was snow-white and golden-colored. It gave off a feeling of closeness and friendliness. Linuel only peeked shortly at him and commented, "Damn it, even your energy is beautiful."
His [Essence] increased his [Luck] and [Charisma] while he surrounded himself with it. Still, depending on his will, it also could decrease or increase those attributes to others, so he slowly covered part of Linuel to increase her [Luck], "Allow me, my lady."
She smirked, not finding it funny to flirt while being surrounded by weird assassins, "No time for..."
Her sentence got stuck in her throat when suddenly Fiorello flew like a ragdoll past them and crashed into an exhibition of armors.
Crash!
Linuel ignored him and saw how Sarah and Lorient fought against what she knew only from books, night-Elves, 'What the...?'
The servants were gone, and now they were a dozen night-elves who were relatively skilled compared to their guards. However, what astounded her the most was the giant Ox-kin named Larry. He charged at one of the elves who jumped out of the shadow, about to ambush Lorient, but with one hit, the elf became a pancake.
Sarah screamed at Linuel and Narsiz while trying to go toe to toe with two highly skilled elves, "Hey, we need help!"
Two daggers were about to hit her neck from different positions, but she stood still and didn't move. Linuel was frightened as they slit her throat, but in the next moment, nothing happened, 'What is...?'
After the elves went with a successful attack and back into the shadow, they suddenly appeared again a moment later with their neck slit apart.
Sarah wobbled to Lorient, saying in a tired voice, "This is too much..."
Narsiz looked at her like she was a moron. He knew one of her [Mystic Skills] could deflect attacks toward others. However, the stronger the attack was, the more stamina she needed to use, and the attack he saw was nothing to scoff at as the radiated energy was enormous, thus her sudden tiredness.
Another shadow came from the back to attack Sarah, but Lorient caught them off-guard and rammed her energy-filled fist in the face of the elf. Her energy was massively condensed, and the moment she hit, the elf's head suddenly exploded.
She looked for the next one and became more aggressive, "I need to thank Alex again later. I love using mana, hehe!"
Narsiz was relieved they could cope with the attack, so he concentrated on himself and Linuel. They started moving slowly towards them, but on the way, two other elves appeared from the side. Linuel became overwhelmed as she wanted to protect Narsiz, but she was in a pinch since they came from both sides.
Her strength lies in AOE's (Area of Effect), but they were usually slow and needed to be built up over time, so as she was about to throw herself in front of Narsiz, he did something weird from her point of view. He activated his aura and said, smiling like a knight from a fairy tale, "Hello, my cuties!"
They suddenly stopped and looked weirdly at him. Linuel used the situation and grabbed an elf's head, pumping her energy into him till he was a walking demonic energy container for her. Before she could take the other one, Narsiz had already pulled out his small hidden crossbow and shot an arrow into the elf's head, with little to no energy put into it. It was a perfect hit, and the elf fell down, dead.
While Linuel sucked out the residue of her demonic energy, she looked weirdly at Narsiz, who was confused, "Is everything all right?"
She shook her head, "Nothing. Everything is fine."
For once, she was happy that Narsiz was much stronger than he seemed to her as he weirdly used his skills, but on the other hand, she was a little saddened since she wanted to protect him and show how strong she was, 'Well, maybe next time... what am I actually thinking?!'
She shook herself awake from such weird thoughts and wanted to continue walking to the others who already killed the elves, except for one who she could see was only unconscious.
As she did her next step, the corpses from in front and behind them suddenly came to life and jumped at them much faster and stronger. She suddenly remembered something, 'Suicide assassins, shit!'
She heard about it once from a veteran who lost an arm because of them. She looked towards the others, and they were already preparing for a fight.
Linuel fully encased herself with her energy and saw how all the others were doing the same and running before the Leonandra youth to protect them since they were exhausted.
The best tactic against them was only to defend or run away. Never try to fight them, as they would stop their attack after a minute at best. The worst was to fight them seriously. So, the passive approach was the best one.
However, when she looked to the side, she saw that Narsiz was also exhausted and could barely encase himself with hardly any energy.
She used part of her energy to cover up the places he couldn't and felt terrible. She saw how her energy hurt him and ate at his clothes and skin. If one didn't go through at least the demonic baptism, the resilience against such energy was barely there. Of course, those who lived in the east of Moorgrel had much more defense against the energy than others, but not by much, and mostly mentally.
Her energy wasn't infinite, so she thinned herself out to fully protect Narsiz. She also jumped before him, dragging him away to a position where they could only attack from one side while trying to cover all other fronts as her energy materialized up shields to the left and right of him, which hovered in the air.
She was ready to rip them in half when they approached them at full speed, only to be surprised that they suddenly bloated up heavily while throwing themselves at them. Her instincts and skills screamed mortal danger.
'Damn it!'
She turned around, showing her back to them, and hugged Narsiz while encasing him more. She hoped he also reacted to them, bringing out the last drops of his energy, but he only became confused. However, he did the same and encased her with the last of his energy, 'Fuck! Encase yourself!'
She didn't know what was about to happen but prepared for the worst, 'Please, nothing bad!'
Boom!
The whole hall rattled as explosions occurred everywhere. It was a shit show, and the worst was that the room had many weapons and armor pieces, which meant that after the explosions, all the exhibitions flew around the hall and partially hit them.
Lorient and Larry defended Sarah, as she had barely any stamina left, while the guards defended them all. On their side, it went rather well since Sarah, Larry, and Lorient killed all of them while the guards only secured their flanks and had all their energy left to protect them, and they used it till the last drop.
After the explosions ended and they were protected, they looked around and suddenly heard Narsiz screaming, "Damn it! Get a healer asap!"
After Larry couldn't sense any night-elf anymore except the unconscious one, he instantly ran out of the room to get someone. Narsiz, on the other hand, was over Linuel, who was barely conscious. Her back burned to smithereens like her tail, which was nothing more than a stick at this point. He even saw some of her bones and burnt muscles poking through.
He quickly took his charcoal and carefully drew a construct inside her wound while chanting. He used all his mana to conjure the other spell he had learned: First Aid.
After the chant, a greenish film surrounded her back, and he immediately felt what it meant to have barely 1% of mana. He had the worst headache of his lifetime, and it was even worse than the time he was poisoned.
However, as he got his shit together after a second, he immediately pulled out a mana and stamina potion and gulped them down in one shot. He put his charcoal on Linuel's wound again, trying to concentrate on the construct and chant.
He suddenly heard Linuel but ignored her, concentrating on using his skill and his spell as his vision blurred and his body started to scream in pain at him.
"Hey, Narsi... nice date, huh."
He chanted, and another more potent film integrated into the one that already was on her and became less transparent. Narsiz tried to manipulate the spell to where the wounds were more severe while his head felt like it was splitting apart. He saw that his nose, ears, and eyes started to bleed, but he pushed through.
"Narsi?"
He became angry, "Shut up! I try to concentrate on this shitty spell!"
Linuel suddenly started blabbering. It was barely coherent, but Narsiz could hear something he didn't like to hear in such a situation, "...hey, I love you, you know that? It somehow..."
Narsiz screamed at her as he took out multiple healing potions, pouring over her wound, "Shut up! You can tell me this later! Fuck!"
He realized a mistake that he should first pour the healing potions and afterward use the first-aid spell. He clenched his teeth together and pulled out another stamina and mana potion, gulping them together in one go again.
"Hehe, don't worry... I survived Nila, so I can... sleepy..." She went unconscious.
He used the spell for the third time, only to feel how his headache became worse and how his muscles spasmed out. Luckily, after he was done, a healer came running to them only a moment later. When Narsiz saw him, he pointed at her and showed Lorient to come over quickly, which she did.
She looked worried, "Are you okay, Narsi?! You..."
He put a finger on her mouth to stop her from talking and whispered, "First, Lin. If they heal me before her, I will personally kill you, do you understand?"
Before Lorient could say anything, he became unconscious himself, and Lorient could barely catch him in her arms.