3179 My Name is Solus (Part 1)
Even with the full Menadion Set, even with a compliant host, Solus had run out of fuel. Conjuring two Silverwing's spells at the same time had nearly depleted the tower's energy reserves.
She had learned many things from her bond with Nes'hiah but the wooden golems' existence wasn't among them. They had screwed her calculations and foiled her plans. Yet just like the Tree, she too was learning from her escape attempts.
"Next time I will be more careful." She panted. "I've come farther than the last time and the next I'll go even farther."
Two key factors limited her current strength.
The first factor was that Menadion had built the Set according to Elphyn's abilities, back when Solus was a bright violet-cored Awakened with perfect body refinement.
For a bright blue core like her, fighting while wearing the set put a huge strain on her body. She moved faster and hit harder than she could, draining her stamina and covering her in bruises even after dodging every blow.
The second factor was her host.
Even with Dawn's technique to ensure Solus' absolute dominance, the repeated mind fusions drained her focus and mental abilities. She couldn't take her time to break her host's will like Dawn would.
Solus had to go from servant to master before the Tree could split her from her current partner and make sure to keep them on a tight leash even during the fight. Working with Vamir, even after enslaving him, was nothing like her bond with Lith.
For all those years, she had never ordered him to do anything and he had done the same for her. Their communion was effortless and flawless because they shared a single mind.
She didn't have to worry Lith would have her back because she knew he did. They trusted each other to the point they could improvise any plan and implement it as if they had trained for it their whole lives.
'There won't be a next time.' The Tree trembled at the humiliation they had suffered in front of the assembled elven tribes. 'This is the last time you see sunlight until we complete my tower, Elphyn Menadion.
'I'm done playing nice with you. I'm done trying to do this the easy and painless way. If you want to fight, I'll make you fight.'
Solus had thwarted the Tree's plans and undermined their authority in the eyes of the elven tribes every step of the way.
First after her arrival, by tainting the Fringe's world energy with the Predator protocol. Then, by killing Nes'hiah. Her disappearance had raised many questions that the Tree had left unanswered, shaking the trust of the Librarians in their master.
Now, the entire elven populace was about to find out the truth and it would be much worse than any mystery. Last but not least, during her third escape attempt, Solus had demonstrated how dangerous she was.
How not even the Yggdrasill could contain the Engine nor could their golems stop it.
Too many Chroniclers had died in a short span of time. The loyalty of the elves bonded with the Tree was unshakable, but the same couldn't be said about everyone else.
Many aspirant Chroniclers were rethinking their choice and many youths were starting to wonder if the madness of the late World Tree had somehow been passed on to the new one.
There was no other possible explanation for the Yggdrasill's stubbornness in pursuing a plan that had cost the lives of many elves already.
"My name is Solus, bitch." She fused with the Engine, having two Furies appear in its hands. "I was willing to surrender peacefully, but if you want me to bury a few more elves, come and get me."
Many people had gathered to witness the unthinkable: a fight under the shade of the all-seeing Yggdrasill. The Tree's will was supposed to be absolute and so was their power, yet that small human woman dared talk back.
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