Tell me my Student, what sets humans apart from the other intelligent races.
The Student knows that his teacher means sentient but he never said that.
-For starters most things that are poisonous and or venomous to most races is generally harmless to them, might burn a bit but nothing that can't be sleept over. Almost every toxic substance dangerous to humans is magical in nature and even there the list is shorter than the other races.-
That is true, my Student, now, what else?
-They also are highly resistant to almost everything that should kill them and can build up immunities, killing a human with poison is like filling a bucket using a shovel.-
Go on.
-Humans also are suited for every environment, even those that despise life itself, though some more than others. For example elfs would need to slowly adapt their bloodline to a desert over many generations, a human only needs to dress accordingly and pack allot of water.-
The teacher gestured for the student to continue, and so he did.
-Unlike the other races humans aren't born with active cores, actually, humans with cores are result of a human doing it with one of the other races. So pure full blood humans are born magicless. However they can still practice mana control and use the ambient mana in the area.-
Now you're getting closer.
The student paused, magic? Mana control?
-They.....also....are immune to mind magic, aslong the caster isn't another human."
Even closer
The soul?
-Well.....now I'm clueless, master, what does make humans so different from us that I have failed to see.-
Humans don't have religions of their own, haven't you noticed.
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The student froze, how did he not notice?
That's because no god wanted to claim them, even when they saw that humans fit in this world better than any of their own creations. That's because unlike us, humans can't be leashed. The first gods that tried to claim them as their own saw, that no matter how much of a reward they promised, no matter what a punishment was threatened, no matter what miracle happened. The humans just didn't change, they kept what they had and took what they needed or wanted.
There are also some other you missed. First, humans are the first sentient beings in this world of ours, they were here before the gods. Second, if you would have paid close attention to the way of human mana control you would have noticed:
They're demonic in nature.
- bits and pieces of a lesson in the greatly and graciously constructed academia............
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So a fight broke out, to no one's surprise. I watched as the cleric threw an elf over his shoulder and immediately punched another one in the gut which caused that unfortunate one to pause then knocked him out with a right upper cut. I studied his movements and motions, hoping to mimic them.
'So circular motions are the secret.' 'He also never blocked, makes sense, if your shield is your body then blocking would still hurt you. Instead he parries and or grapples them.'
The brute obviously wasn't as trained as him, however, he was fairing better. With each punch a chest carved in and with each swing a body was sent flying. I at first thought being that bulky would be a disadvantage since that makes him easy to hit. But in hindsight, his flesh replaced armor. Slashes didn't hit vital spots, stabs and thrusts couldn't go deep and he's basically immune to blunt damage. There yet has to be anyone smart enough to aim for his head.
The ranger and rouge disappeared right before shit started to boil.
The swordsman handeld spear carriers that would prove themselves dangerous to the brute. Unlike the cleric I couldn't keep up with his movements, he was the furthest away from me and from this distance I can't make much out. Especially since its so crowded.
I was coiled around the finger of my hostess who was sitting on a pile of burnt spell casters, which kind of resembles a barbaric throne or I'm just starting to become delusional with how long I haven't chewed anything. Actually, I never chewed before, I was abducted before I reached the point for solid food.
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I knew they where strong, but I didn't think they were take-on-an-entire-guild strong. What now? What now? We rely on the guilders for protection and intimidation, but they beat them!
In a completely destroyed guild hall stood three out of breath figures. The firsts white robes were cut and torn in the fight but the wounds on his body closed as fast as they came to be. The second was a giant of a man and I'm not sure I'd he really is human, there are a hundred stabs and a thousand cuts on his body yet barely any showed blood. The third had dents in his armor from all the spear men beating him after he cut off the spear tips. He was the one I wanted to get rid of the most, if he reports to the guild of blades what happened here then this city will bee wiped off the map.
I strode towards him with fake confidence, I wanted to make an impression.
"I challenge you to a duel of the blade."