2887 Cruel Star (Part 1)
The Primordial Flames set the outer walls ablaze, burning matter and energy alike and opening a hole that reached the heart of the living castle.
Lith and Tista kept breathing fire until there was no air left in their lungs but the moment they stopped, the flames went out and the Eternal Fortress repaired the damages with a speed visible to the naked eye.
'How is this possible?' Lith panted, his life force strained from the prolonged use of Primordial Flames and the Life Maelstrom necessary to produce them. 'Without a geyser, this guy is no different from us. The only energy he has is what is stored inside his power core.'
'Pseudo cores. This cursed object is too old to have a power core. Also, there's no geyser here. I'm sure of that.' Solus said after both the Eyes and the Hands of Menadion confirmed what she already knew from mana sense.
'Just like I'm sure that the living legacy is now stronger than at its arrival. Don't ask me how it is possible, but it's like he hasn't cast a single spell or suffered any damage. Aside from wasting his time, the only thing we have managed to do is piss him off.'
["This does it!"] Thaymos stood up slowly, the orange of his windows turning red from anger as he glared at Solus. ["No woman can be so heavy and only a member of the family can hide her strength so well.
["The only possible explanation is that I was right from the beginning. You are the Destroyer and she's the living legacy who has taken you as her host!"]
He was wrong on multiple levels but after hearing his words through the mind link with Lith, Solus felt no need to correct him.
'Share with the others that this guy knows nothing about modern magic. We can use it to our advantage.' She said.
'Yeah, right. I just have to come up with a believable story about how we started to discuss what he does and doesn't know in the middle of a fight.' Lith sneered, passing the information only to Friya and Tista.
They were both flabbergasted, but not by how outdated Thaymos' knowledge of magic was.
'This doesn't make sense.' Friya said. 'This guy speaks gibberish that only Lith understands and his magic is as old as he is. It means that since his release this lost city hasn't learned anything about the modern world.
'Then how does he know about Lith and Solus? How does he know the title that Baba Yaga uses to refer to him?'
'I'm actually more worried about the gibberish part.' Tista looked around, glad to notice that the night sky was clear. The only tremor in the ground came from the Black Tide and the living legacy getting back to his feet.
'Whenever Lith understands a dead language is because there are souls involved. What if this triggers a tribulation?'
Lith squinted his eyes, his mind stopping for a second planning ahead and considering Tista's words instead.
'You are right. The souls calling on to me would explain how I understand the lost city, how he controls the Black Tide, and the reason he's gotten stronger during our fight.' He said.
'Explain how?' Solus asked. 'The Eyes don't perceive any form of energy connecting them and I doubt there's any slave spell capable of controlling so many creatures at the same time. Even the Golden Griffon had limits and it was-'
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