Morok's six eyes shone at the same time, sucking in Rhona's swords and his allies' spells. The foreign mana was refined through Dominance, turning its original energy signature into that of the Tyrant.
"No, you don't!" The Balor knew what was about to happen and darted to kill Morok before it was too late.
Yet Quylla didn't miss the opportunity, conjuring her tier four spell, Lightning Vise. The ground erupted into tendrils that grabbed Rhona while also conducting a stream of bolts of lightning directly under her skin.
Darkness fusion stopped the pain, not the muscular spasms.
The shock broke her focus and dispelled the quasi-array formed by Heat Wave. Without its empowering effects, Lightning Vise bought Morok a couple of seconds before Rhona broke free of Quylla's spell, but they were enough.
Once the massive mana flow reached his core, Morok fused the six elements together and added a spark of his life force. Then, he had the six eyes converge on his chest, forming the Tyrannical Eye…
A massive pillar of emerald green energy burst out of the Eye, hitting Rhona and the few monsters that had just arrived to help her, killing them all at once. Morok collapsed on the ground in exhaustion and so did Protector as his collapsed lung slowly choked him.
Quylla would have liked to help either of them, but now that Rhona was gone, the ice in Nalrond's wounds had started to melt. Without the frost layer working as a plug, he was now suffering from massive internal bleeding.
"Protector, Nalrond, use your breathing techniques and give me a hand!" She said while putting most of the blood back where it belonged and treating the vital organs first.
Nalrond's wounds wouldn't have been lethal if she wasn't that exhausted. If Quylla didn't share with him enough of her vitality, the strain from healing would kill him, but if she gave him too much, she would die as well.
Between fighting tooth and nail and casting powerful spells non-stop, Quylla was running on fumes. The only thing she could do was to keep Nalrond stable while the others recovered.
Morok and Protector needed but a few deep breaths to go back to their peak condition. After that, they used their respective breathing techniques on one of their comrades, bringing them back to full health.
"Gods, I envy you Awakened so much. I had to study for years and to practice even longer just to learn how to keep someone alive in desperate conditions whereas you just need to breathe. That's cheating if I ever saw one." She said.
"It is." Protector replied while sniffing the air around them to make sure that there were no more enemies around, waiting in ambush for them.
"I've got only good news. No one is coming here so I guess we have killed all the warriors. All that is left to do is to explore the caves, understand what the heck was going on, and where the monsters got those collars."
"Agreed." Morok nodded. "Before that, I'm going to call Ajatar. This mission was supposed to be just a way for me to rest a bit and spend some time with you guys, not a death trap." He said while looking at Quylla.
"What do you mean?" She used her renewed energy to hasten the regeneration of the broken Bloodbind, making all the scattered fragments of the chains return to their original place.
"Usually, I don't need help to clear monster tribes. Even if they manage to evolve into something dangerous, I just call Ajatar and we deal with them together." He replied. "This time, however, we needed to split.
"That was the idea." Morok called Ajatar, who picked up immediately. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
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