Chapter Six Hundred And Ninety Eight – 698

Chapter Six Hundred And Ninety Eight – 698

Vess and Yin fought fast, their Bodies and Skills made for aerial combat, and they all but bristled with attacks; Spear, claw, and beguiling movement. The Essence of air, metal, light, and water flowed through them, guiding them as they brought all they had against the Grim Nightshade.

None of it was enough.

The spirit moved like the wind itself, escaping their attacks and landing his own as if it were ineffable rather than solidified flesh. Even those strikes that landed were fouled with a shifted foot or adjusted tail, their failures made all the more frustrating for the size and innocuous form of their foeand the calamity occurring below.

Auntie. Uncle. Please forgive me for leaving you alone.

Vess repeatedly had to tamp down the fury that rose in her as the screams and cries of her people below struck her senses like ballista bolts. She desperately wished to leave the Grim and attend her friends and family, but Yin qualified as both. She would not abandon him.

Vess slid to a stop on one of her Spears as her spectral wings provided her impeccable balance. Her breathing was labored and her hands sweaty beneath her gauntletsdespite approaching Master Tier, her Stamina had barely remained above twenty percent the entire fight. She slugged back a thick yellow potion and watched it rise out of the corner of her eye, only to realize that movement around her had stilled. Exhaustion dulled her senses and dogged her muscles, but that struck her as ominous. For a moment, confusion reigned until she found the miniscule spirit some distance away, staring down. Not at the Dragoons and their plight, but into the swamp beyond the fortress, where Felix and Pit faced down the Janus Hydra.

"Interesting," the Grim said. It looked up at Vess, fixing her with its black eyes. Why does he not run?

Pride swelled in Vess breast, burning hotter than her exhaustion. Because he believes.

The Grim tilted its head like the animal it resembled. Believes what?

In us.

Chains, one red and one blue, shot up and around the spirit. They twisted like snakes, spikes and blades angling for the mouses mortal flesh, but the Grim knocked them both askew with only a single kick of its long feet. He hopped back, skidding across the sky as if it were solid ground, and stared at Evie as she shot up into the space hed just left.

"Remember me?"

The Grim hissed at her. "Begone, this is beyond you."

"You dont know shit about me. Bonds of Dominion!"

Purple chains ripped from nothing to seize the Grim, holding it in place with a force that Vess was surprised to witness. Shed seen this aspect of Evies chain Skill before, but not often. The spirit flexed its powers, elemental magic spinning around its fur like a cyclonebut the bonds held.

"Very interesting, it said.

A piece of Vess woke up, kicking back the exhaustion as adrenaline poured through her Body, and excitement through her Spirit. She held on to her partisan. They could do this.

The Grim shifted the spin of its power and after several long heartbeats the bonds stretched thin and snapped apart.

Evie landed atop one of Vess Spears and frowned. Cheater.

"A new hand tests their might." A smirk played across the mouse's face. "Bare your fangs, Human, and do not stop until one of us is dead!"

Gladly, rat!

A mess of roots and stone rose up from the swamp, but Felix grabbed it around its thickening neck.

Chthonic Tribute!

Magus of the Grand Design is level 103!

Magus of the Grand Design is level 106!

Manasight is level 95!



Manasight is level 97!

The script was easily beyond his current understanding, but Felix didn't have to understand something to break it.

Felix poured Mana through his hands as his sigaldry Skill flared, and he struck through a piece of it, sounding his Chthonic Tribute at the same time. The link tore, parts of it fading up into liquid smoke that poured down his throatbut it wasnt enough to disrupt the connection. Felix cursed, reaching down again

Connection.

The word reverberated through his Mind, bouncing off ideas hed discarded and congealing into something new.

Adamant Discord!

Felix flared the Skill, pushing it until a million pale lines appeared all around him. Between the Hydra and the fortress, running parallel to its leash of sigaldry, a line ten times as thick hung in the air. It rumbled with a deep, complicated rhythm and he reached out and

"That's it," he saidjust as the Hydra burst free of the shield.

"Felix!"

The Hydra lunged for Pit, yet before it could reach him, bands of lightning seized its limbs, binding them to the swamp it came from. It fell forward, smashing its torso into the muck.

"We arent connected, he said, lifting himself up to hover above the twitching construct. "But you and this place are.

Adamant Discord is level 100!

Master Tier!

Lines of blue bursted in all directions, overwhelming Felixs vision until all he could see was a rich tapestry of trembling azure.

You Gain:

+200 AFI

"Tempering?" Pit asked, exasperated. "Now?"

+200 INE

Cant break tradition. Felix bared his teeth and electricity played around his shoulders. It hurt already. And Master Tier doesnt wait.

He slugged back an Essence Draught and rode the lightning.nove(l)bi(n.)com