Ixur P.O.V.
The portal didn’t work as they normally do. This was some kind of sealed space, mostly dark except for a few cubits around me with the flames I had created in my hands. An intentionally made sealed space. I could tell easily due to being a peak Soul Merge expert with special blessings.
‘A perfect imitation with Zunar personnel and security checks included. Not teleported, the corrupt officials want to avoid the blame, I am too much of a public figure. More importantly, I have been betrayed!’
“Tayfal!”
Analyzing the situation quickly, it was clear the plan wasn’t to kill, suppression or something similar.
“Show yourself!” I demanded.
Applying my coercive powers into my voice with full strength.
A couple of breaths later, all that showed through the darkness was an obscene gesture. A middle finger, a very expressive middle finger.
“You are in no position to make demands, euphonious bitch.” A cold yet mocking voice was heard.
‘Your little games don’t work with a master of emotions!’
“You have four breaths. We can do this the easy way or the hard way. You will abide by the orders of the Kolga.” Another voice, calm as a still lake came forth.
I made a quick decision, it was time for a show of force.
“I am a great consort not just anybody. You are no seats; you don’t have the power!”
I began to sing as my flames exploded around me lighting up the sealed space.
The unbearable middle finger fell to the floor unable to contain his excitement. He was getting all worked up.
‘So, you really want to roll me up, don’t you middle finger?’
I applied even more power into my singing to make his accomplice submit.
Four breaths.
“The hard way it is.” The calm voice resounded.
‘My voice has no effect on him. Why? Is this why they sent two Soul Merge masters to catch me? This one is strange.’
I activated my “Burning Flame” special blessing and two massive pillars of blue flame engulfed them.
CRACKLE! CRACKLE! CRACKLE! CRACKLE! CRACKLE! CRACKLE!
The calm voice walked out of the burning enclosure as it was nothing.
“It seems our god doesn’t approve of you, consort.”
“Let me have a crack at her first, brother.” Middle finger’s angry voice also resounded.
With lighting reflexes, middle finger threw a dagger at me. Since my flames weren’t working, to my surprise. I barely managed to block.
It was my turn to be engulfed by the flames coming from the dagger, a special dagger, the blessing of Beltor.
The flames felt warm, inviting, not hurting me at all.
“It seems your guardian doesn’t approve of what you are doing either, Kazardim.” I retaliated while encased within the fire.
I walked out of my enclosure as well.
Middle finger was still under the influence of my singing. Anger clearly showing in his eyes. Standing with an erected tool.
My body surrounded by flames like a tight fitting barrier.
‘I can work with this lustful one here.’
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Tosen P.O.V.
“I told you, you would need me. I’ll go first.” I told Fuko as I made my opening charge.
‘Fighting using flames is out, I have the edge. Thank you Malgrun for approving of this lowly one.’
With even more eagerness in my heart. My two daggers appeared in my hands. The new runic tattoo in my forearms allowing for the use of one of the special abilities bestowed by the High Priest. Extreme speed.
The Flicking daggers.
‘The more this drags, the more dangerous it all becomes. Let’s finish up quickly.’
SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! CLANG!
She was blocking using an artifact. A strange stick, surely a master’s work. Still, she was off the pace.
SWISH! SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! SWISH! CLANG!
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My hits were starting to properly cut without killing, a perfect blade dance.
“Too much time relying on your compulsion and the flames, consort.”
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! CLANG!
“Is this all, great consort?”
“Shut up!” She charged at me.
The strenuous situation was working in my favor.
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! CLANG!
‘Let’s follow the plan, go all out, tag team. Recharge and finish. I’ll get you an autograph Mila.’
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Fuko P.O.V.
“Watashi wa kono josei ga kiraidesu.”
I waited for Tosen to tire her out. He was evading, deflecting and countering with deftly precision. Capable, truly capable. He was completely unaffected by the continuous melodic utterances the consort was using.
His speed not letting her use her temporal ring. Amazing.
I took a pill from my ring, one of many gifts from my mother.
‘I never thought that I would use it like this.’
“Kōrudohāto”
The cold heart.
‘I won’t be able to have sex for a while after this.’
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! CLANG!
The consort was bleeding and healing constantly. Depleting her reserves.
“Fighting here allows us to go all out and not worry about restrictions or consequences, not until the sealed space breaks.”
As a sign of trust, I was shown one of the drawbacks for such a monstrous talent. Tosen needs to recharge. The need can be offset in a few ways, one is a very rare and special artifact.
‘Maybe that’s the reward waiting for him at the end. Just like mine.’
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! CLANG!
An angry belt came from the consort.
“AAAAAAAAHHHH!” The melodious cry shook the place.
Even with the effect of the pill, I felt energy leave my body. Her voice was doing something. The consorts rarely have to fight; no one knows all their tricks.
‘She still has influence on me. Unreal!’
The materialized seeping energy became three dark yet glittering butterflies that flew at Tosen’s position in a breath. I got hard again but this time, I had control over the rest of my body.
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!
The butterflies flew like arrows in a whirlwind.
SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! CLANG!
The fighting stopped being one sided with the intervention of my own core. I was losing energy as well.
‘No good.’
I decided for a change in our approach. Even if she’s got a few more tricks, she wasn’t getting off easy.
I bolted to her position for a tag team finish.
“SPHORIA!”
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Ixur P.O.V.
‘What is this? No effect yet? What are you? Are you really a Soul Merge?’
My singing was fruitless against the calmed one.
We kept trading blows, but at least it was far more even with the help of my little friends. The entire sealed space started to slightly shake, we were going with full force. The streets would have turned into an afterthought and also too many buildings and people.
SPURT!
I sacrificed my forearm partially and bled. I was able to finally use my ring. My personalized weapon appeared.
Heaven’s Cry. The blade given to me personally by Blood Lotus.
With the power of my unique consort blessing of the heart and the magnificent weapon, I sent a message, a cry for help to my great consort sisters. Hoping that one of them would be nearby.
‘Help, help me!’
The communication through a sealed space is only possible with the ones that have a deep connection to one’s own heart.
SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! CLANG!
Middle finger came in for a charge. But it was a step too late, I had the upper hand with my weapon. The calmed one’s daggers couldn’t put enough force on my weapon. Deflecting became easier. I countered middle finger’s charge with the most basic of all the arts of Malgrunian renown.
Half a breath. One side step turn and then…Phoenix Fist.
DOOONG! CRASH!
Middle finger was sent flying against the magic edge of the space.
‘Not as strong as the calmed one.’
SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! CLANG! SWISH! CLANG!
The calmed one also took something out of his ring. It was too fast; I couldn’t catch it.
“You are too far away from us. We cannot reach you. You should have known better, little girl.”
The mental communication was received.
Five teleportation glyphs surrounded me before I could react properly. They were on the floor in a triangle formation. The entire place shook wildly. The glyphs were suctioning the energy for activation. A long distance teleportation glyph formation.
‘The corrupt officials didn’t want the blame for sending me away. These one here didn’t want to use the glyphs here because the sealed space might be broken, revealing everything.’
I used half of my remaining reserves to suction energy from middle finger and create even more butterflies. The twelve butterflies charged straight for the glyphs and I made a mad dash out of the formation.
BOOOM! BOOOM! BOOOM! BOOOM! BOOOM!
The glyphs exploded I dashed away not without injury. Calmed one punished me for my recklessness. The entire place vibrated like an earthquake but still stood.
‘Nelumbia, help me consort queen. Tell dear to come for me!’
I pleaded desperately to the Blood Lotus. I knew dear was far weaker now but he always did and does wondrous things. I needed his wonders now.
“We will have a long chat later but I will help you, little girl.”
I stood there licking the proverbial wounds, my flames healing me constantly.
‘How much money has been poured into this? How long can I last?’
A very angry middle finger stood next to the calmed one. They were holding even more teleportation glyphs.
‘What are these guys? Rich? Wait…Is this the Duke’s bastard son? Fuck!’
That was the first time ever, I had ever used that word for anything other than a roll under the sheets.
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Ikrei P.O.V.
Grab. Push. Roll. Floor.
I was getting pummeled into submission with Krigsain on top of me.
POW! POW! POW! POW!
“Block! Grab! Counter! Come on, my man!”
POW! POW! POW! POW!
We continued our training in submission, grappling and sweep techniques. I didn’t really understand why an awakened fighter would need to learn so much about dealing damage without the aid of the arts or the kinetic energy.
The fighting techniques of the masters of the normal people.
“Stand up. Let’s start again from the top. You will need this later.”
More of Krigsain’s cryptic probability calculations. I just nodded and we carried on for another hour.
When we were about to practice a different set of techniques, muscle mass stopped like a bolt crashing on his head.
Four breaths later. “We got to go, Ixur is in trouble.”
Not understanding what could a pair like us do I asked the pertinent question.
“Isn’t she a Soul Merge Master? Whatever is happening is beyond us, right?”
Krigsain began taking out a few strange artifacts from his ring. Phoenix Raven pins.
“There is little time. She is a friend. Help me, friend.”
Muscle mass was being very forthcoming this time. A plea.
“Sure, but what do you need?”
He placed a couple of pins on my armor.
‘Yeah, grappling with armor on. Really hard.’
The artifacts activated. Krigsain’s eyes shone red. His energy seeping out of his body in a similar fashion to the day he made a hole in the millennial barrier of Malaktaraf. Only stronger, this time. His three pins activated as well.
I felt a surge of energy cover my entire body. Overwhelming energy. The artifacts were energy storage devices. Krigsain grabbed me by the shoulder.
“Let’s go!”
We became a red blur. Krigsain leading and I being pulled like a second rate ragdoll. The energy seeping through my body working as a makeshift shield. We dashed towards Ixur at a speed I had never experienced before until that point.
“AAAHHH!”