10/9 14:51 (Autumn, Night, Mysterious Island)
An immense wave of force filled the room, launching an enormous pressure wave that severed it in two vertically in their entirety, rock shards exploding upwards as the downwards force impacted against the floor, the top half of Sider's staff exploding in her arms because of the stress her Unique Skill "Berserker" caused to it.
The Werewolf's hands relaxed from their rock shattering grip over her staff, swiftly repairing the cracks in it and forming a spear that she pointed towards her opponent, yellow crystals forming its sharp point, Thunder Gems that glowed brightly and in so doing illuminated the Cultivator's powerful body.
The Drake fell heavily, crashing down on the ground on its stomach as blood flowed freely from its new wound, a long and deep cut that pierced its humanoid body from its left shoulder down to its right hip, scales, skin, muscles, bones and even organs being destroyed, its pained screech forcing the Werewolf to cover her wolf-like ears with a wince.
The floor shook at its weight before the Monster forced its limbs under it being able to pull itself up despite its wound, its neck twisting and leaning its scaled head towards her, its eyes alight with a boundless mix of murderous intentions and endless hunger as its wound closed together with its roar, poisonous drool flowing down from its mouth and mixing with its blood, causing it to hiss and corrode because of the acidic nature of the liquid, the tail of its surprisingly humanoid body pointing at its opponent threateningly.
The silver eyes of its opponent narrowed in concentration, the Werewolf being able to understand at once that her enemy activated a Berserk-type Skill, and considering its former nature as a Wendigo, the Skill was without a doubt "Living Famine", a Skill that they are created with it always active, a Skill that beyond granting to the user the Status Effect "Frenzy", had the additional effect of, in exchange for a permanent hunger, granting the user an endless source of both stamina and Vital Energy.
Sider dropped down immediately, evading the claw that was meant to destroy her whole torso before rolling away to dodge the tip of its tail that tried to impale her, rapidly moving away to dodge the Drake's other limbs as it rampaged, freeing itself from the spikes that impaled its clawed paws by simply and forcefully crushing them, ignoring the quickly healing damage, not stopping at all from its rampage.
Under the worried gaze belonging to the Werewolf, not only did the damaged scales and flesh underneath almost immediately healed under the influence of its endless Vital Energy but they also reformed slightly stronger than before, sturdier, more Resistant and even, the most worrying part of all, more efficient in Conducting its Fake-Qi.
The space around its body trembled slightly, forcing the Cultivator to retreat with a much larger margin than what should have been strictly necessary to be safe from its attacks, resting her hands on the ground to quickly move away from beneath the Monster, unwilling to be crushed into paste by its weight.
Sider pulled herself up in a jump, dodging the tail swipe of the Drake before landing on it, forming a long spear of Terran Lightning that she thrusted in said long tail, trying to impale it to the ground, before the Earth-Attribute currently with the Form belonging to the Lightning-Attribute shifted back, becoming a long pillar of stone that stuck the limb to the ground.
The Monster twisted in on itself, one of its frontal and posterior limbs swinging in a simultaneous blow above and below its tail, freeing its tail except for a small part of stone remaining stuck in it, rocks that the former Wendigo shattered with a later blow, letting it free to regenerate without worrying about the stone in the way.
It opened its mouth, a loud roar unleashed in an instant and causing a wince in Sider because of her acute hearing, stepping backwards to dodge the stomp and jumping left, barely evading the beam of Mana that cratered the ground, the resulting shockwave sending her flying back towards one of the wall, easily landing on her feet and using a thin layer of Earth-Attribute Mana holding her up to the wall.
Electricity flaring around her body, the Cultivator launched herself back towards the Drake, moving under the Fake one's arm, landing on the ground for an instant before launching back up, landing an heavy punch to her opponent's abdomen, launching it in the air slightly and forcing a breath out of it.
While the two were still mid-air, Sider spun in on herself, carefully activating her [Living Stone Technique] and launching a devastating kick on its side, activating her "Berserker" Unique Skill on the blow and, thanks to the increase in power derived by both this being its second relevant activation and it rebounding on her own body instead of an object, destroy her target's waist entirely, severing it in two.
The black haired one landed on her single remaining left leg, balancing herself quickly while being careful to keep her right leg up, her stone foreleg reduced to a mess of crushed gravel, the molten rocks taking the place of her blood slowly forming a puddle beneath her, her gaze immediately concentrating on the two parts of the Drake that fell hard on the floor.
A bright yellow crystal bounced off the bottom half of the Drake once before it was struck by a Terran Lightning spear, erupting into long branches thanks to their Resonance that proceded to eradicate the bottom half of the Drake, the Werewolf unwilling to let it devour itself as in so doing, considering how its healing was even now proceding rapidly amd its nature as both a living curse and a Cultivator, even if a Fake one, it would Refine itself, becoming even better at the purpose behind its existence.
Finally, taking advantage of the time she still had and the distance between herself and her opponent, she concentrated hard, pushing her Mana outwards to fill the area around herself, twisting it further and activating her own False Domain, the area previously tinted slightly purple because of the one belonging to the Drake, now returning to normality, the contrast between two Domains of the same level causing them both to be Sealed.
It was a shame that she wouldn't be able to take advantage of the Domain that the World grants to those it recognize as a Cultivator while properly being part of this Gaea's System, a False Domain that simply lowers the Rejection of the World against the foreign Energy, a fundamental ability both in combat and during Cultivation but she couldn't risk it being properly active for long in this Island or risk it being somehow copied.
The Werewolf turned fully towards her opponent, noting how it was already running towards her despite the fact that most of its tail was still missing, some rocks rising to build a cast around where Sider's wounded leg would be, being very careful to neither claim it as a part of herself or filling in the parts were her leg would be if whole, intent on maximizing the efficiency and speed of her recovery while still being able to support her in combat.
Sider didn't hesitate, jumping over the Drake's large yet thin body in an instant, landing on the roof of the room before launching herself back down, landing on its back, right between the two wings that she proceded to grab, forcing the formerly flying one back to the ground before holding on for dear life as it jumped upwards trying to crush her against the roof she just launched herself from.
The one currently made by stone did not hesitate in jumping away from the Drake, one of her hand pointing to the ceiling and the moment it impacted with the ceiling even if only for a brief second, with a smile Sider lowered her hand in a flash, a large earthen stake following her trajectory and impaling the Drake's chest from the back before it expanded in various spikes that stuck it to the ceiling, at least for a while.
Sider's hand closed around a long spear of Terran Lightning that she aimed at the impaled Drake, the black and gold lightning bolt crossing the distance between the two in a blink, impacting against the former Wendigo and detonating in a pillar of destruction that obliterated its torso, causing its limbs to fall down around her, her gaze focusing on its head that was currently starting to regenerate again, a scowl forming on her face.
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10/11 0:29 (Autumn, Sunrise, Midrar, Base)
Luna smiled, the Sun slowly starting to rise in a new day as she walked towards her trap, letting the small fragment of Soul she was holding within her both leading her way and warning them of her incoming arrival, dodging her terrible sense of direction by simply not choosing a direction at all.
Her step easily lead her forward, while she used her Mark to feel her Mates leaving in the direction of their previously explored Dungeon, telepathically sending and constantly recieving feelings and memories to help them both project the way the two groups would need to land a successful counter-ambush.
Far away a pair of pink eyes flashed red for an instant as their owner woke up and alerted her Party of the incoming Lunarian, unaware that they were discovered, the youngest of them reassuringly finding the rest of Luna's allies moving towards a Dungeon away from them.
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