"You monsters! How could you do this? We haven't harmed anyone and we were minding our own business. Why did you kill my tribe?" Her red and blue eyes wept tears of their respective color while two blades formed in her hands.
One was made of pure violet fire while the other one was comprised of ice and both of them brimmed with so much mana that they looked like small suns to Life Vision.
Rhona infused herself with all elements, putting her life on the line to get rid of the intruders. Goblins were easily replaceable since they bred like rabbits whereas Balors were rare and their reproductive cycle was barely faster than the humans'.
On top of that, without a full set of elemental eyes, growing crystals was impossible and without them, the experiment would stop.
The thought of being forced to leave the geyser and return to be an ugly monster forever drove Rhona insane.
Her wings burst with elemental power, activating an extreme version of fusion magic that no Balor had ever achieved before. Ancient Balors had wings, eyes, but no mana cores.
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Instead of being focused and amplified in a single place, the mana they produced would be spread throughout their bodies. It was the reason why their magic had always been stuck to tier three and why they had altered their life force, turning into monsters.
Now, however, not only had Rhona reverted to her unfallen state, but by compressing and focusing her mana flow, the collar also gave her a core. It both made her akin to a true mage and brought her to the form that her ancestors had failed to achieve.
As long as they had the eye of the corresponding element, Balors could naturally use fusion magic, but now that she also had a mana core, the interaction with the wings generated something greater.
Fire fusion generated violet flames that erupted from Rhona's body, burning everything that she touched, while the water fusion stirred the world energy around the Balor into a chaotic flow, making any spell that came near her become unstable.
'By the Great Mother!' Quylla thought as the reverted Balor slashed at Protector with her flaming blade and lunged at Nalrond with the ice saber. 'That's exactly what happened to Tista after she first transformed into the Red Demon.
'What if bloodline abilities are just enhanced versions of fusion magic that can be projected outside and used on others by replacing mana with world energy? If I'm right, Origin Flames comes from fire fusion, Life Maelstrom from air fusion, and Doom Tide from water fusion.'
Even though Quylla had witnessed only Origin Flames, she had watched Lith's holograms depicting his fights against those capable of using the Guardian's skills to help him devise ways to defend against them.
'Which means that darkness, light, and earth fusion can generate bloodline abilities that-' Her train of thought derailed as the flaming sword cut through Protector's mace as if it wasn't there, burning his right arm and damaging his lung.
Morok managed to block the ice saber and save Nalrond's life, yet the freezing cold it emitted spread to his weapons, numbing his arms.
'Fuck! Damn you, brain. I can't stand still like a moron while the others risk their lives. Act first, theorize later!' Quylla had the same problem as most geniuses like Manohar or Solus.
Whenever they made a breakthrough in the magical field, their minds would focus more on the discovery than on the threat at hand, making them sitting ducks. Only after several beatings as a student at the White Griffon academy had the god of healing learned that no opponent would give him a time out on request.
While Quylla tried to focus on the threat at hand, the combined effect of Rhona's core and her elemental wings triggered a new effect. Heat Wave now spun behind her back in a circle, forming something that resembled more of an array with each passing second.
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