looking up, Chase saw a woman in a cloak, a battle robe beneath. she had mostly black eyes with white irises. Even though she was beautiful, she was inhuman looking.
Chase was a tad confused however.
"You can help me? Wait, how did you even get here?" "I'd love to explain, but judging from the situation, you don't have time for questions." She said, chuckling.
Seeing this ethereal looking woman, Chase was willing to take any help he could get "how can we kill this fuck?!"
She looked at him, her inhuman eyes filled with the confidence gained from years of battle.
"We kill the power"
Vantriel was wounded. He had already used up much of his energy during the fight and even more to make this body usable. Spitting out his blood, he looked at the man with enough audacity to do such a thing.
"The rat, hiding until the lion lets his guard down" vantriel remembered him, just based on his mana signature. This was the man who stopped his daily supply of sacrifices. When those roots ate that guy, he also meant to swallow him, how unfortunate that he can hide his mana.
"A rat huh?" Donnie tilted his head to the side, squinting his eyes. "There's only around 12 people here. Didn't know so little rats could take…whatever you wanna be"
"Enough games boy." The demon said before charging him. Once he was close he closed his fist as red mana gathered around it, aiming to punch Donnie's head off.
'Damn it, how is he still this fast!?' Donnie could barely track him. only seeing a partial blur every step he took.
Having no choice, he swung his sword in response, knowing avoiding was futile.
*SLASH*
Chases sword slashed between Vantriels hand, leaving it in halves as it slowly stitched itself back together.
""Huh?"" Donnie and the demon stared at each other in confusion. "It didn't even break the sword?" Donnie smiled as he grew in confidence, but vantriel knew better.
At the last moment, someone, something disrupted his mana flow. And only in the spirit sea could this happen. 'So that idiot boy has found a way to annoy me even now!' "Damnit!!" he said his face scrunching up.
"Don't be a sore loser man. It's okay to know when you're beat, now let my friend here have his body back. we'll even let you walk away, free of charge."
"He he *cough*" Andrew chuckled in the background, yet it wasn't a happy sight, he was visibly fading. 'Damn it. I gotta speed this up. Sorry for what I'm about to do to your body Chase, hang in there'
Damian began his offensive, despite the danger. Swinging and pushing vantriel back, but he noticed something.
One of his eyes was glowing bright red.
POV:Chase
Now that he was out of the cage, his consciousness was in and out of reality.
"Cut the legs" he commanded. In the real world, when vantriel tries to dodge, avoiding the advances of Donnie, the mana doesn't go to his legs, leaving him to be stabbed in the chest.
The beautiful lady has great energy control, and can has the ability to shut off mana pathways for a short period of time.
"How can you even do this" he asked. she turned around, scratching her head.
"Well anyone with good energy control can,
But they don't have access to your spirit sea like I do."
"And just who ARE you anyway?" The voice of an angry demon interrupted the conversation. "I swear, a new person jumps into this fight every two seconds."
A demon seemingly comes from a portal, ripping his way into a the spirit sea.
She stared at him with contempt "someone with far to much rank to speak to the likes of you"
"Oh Please, you showed up five minutes ago!!!" Vantriel said in annoyance. Sighing he closed his eyes.
"I'm hoping to exterminate you in less time"
Chase said. Seeing the person who slaughtered his team worried about anyone other than him, brought great anger.
If only looks could kill.
"Chase stand behind me" she said.
she walk towards him, holding out a blade made out of pure darkness.
"Yeah let the real fighters duke it out…bitc–"
before he could finish,the beautiful woman closed in, slashing his chest.
POV: Donnie
Donnie wasn't looking to hot. his sword was broken and he was sure a few ribs were as well. At first it was kind of a punching bag, but now, even with all these wounds, he looked like a demonic version of the terminator, powering through any wound.
Hell, he tried clashing a second time and took a bunch of metal shafts to the face and lost a sword.
"Is he still even in there?"
He pulled a knife from his pocket and began running at him. A punch came flying, slower now. He dodged, stabbing the body stealing bastard right in the chest.
'I can do this!' His heart was beating with intensity even as a fist collided with his face.
It didn't hurt as much. "Thats all you can muster now huh?" A small crept onto his face. After taking the recoil, he responded in kind, slashing the eye of the demon.
POV:Chase
He was watching two of the most powerful people he had seen go head to head. But it was rather one sided. they clashed a few times, but eventually the woman began getting the better of him, overwhelming him with slashes. Why?
Then it hit him "you finally ran out of mana haven't you?" Chase began laughing.
the woman spoke to him "go to your mana core and take control of it. This idiot isn't leaving my sight"
Chase began running to his man core. Not knowing what to do, he pressed his hands into it. Then something filled his mind.
[Congradulations]
[First quest completed]