Lith aimed to conserve as much strength as he could while dealing the most damage. He wasn’t aiming to achieve mutual destruction, but to kill and live to kill again.
Something that reminded Zakra of Ryleh the Oberon.
"Humans are a weird species." Her mentor had told Zakra one day at the end of a furious spar. "They are weak and have short lives, but they fight like no other race can. Do you know what kind of man is the most dangerous?"
"The one who has nothing to lose." Zakra scoffed, quoting the old adage.
"Wrong." Ryleh shook his head. "That’s the second most dangerous kind of man you’ll ever meet. They have no hope left and seek death, so they are not afraid to turn their lives into weapons, but that means they are just fireworks.
"They have one shot and then they are gone forever."
"Then what’s the first?" She had asked, genuinely curious.
"The man who has everything to lose." Ryleh replied. "They have many reasons to live, and each one of them keeps his will steady and his mind clear. The more things a man has to protect, the stronger he becomes."
"That’s stupid." The Titania had replied in disbelief.
"You are free not to believe me." The Oberon shrugged. "Just be careful when you meet one."
"Zakra, do you need cover fire to retreat and recover?" Uryn yelled, snapping the Titania out of her reverie.
The blue flames had burned the mind link, and there had been no time or opportunity to establish it again. Lith’s spells were a constant threat, and Uryn feared that relieving the pressure on the Tiamat even by one bit might allow him to use Invigoration.
"I’m fine. Sorry!" She yelled back and launched herself on her prey.
Gamra the Sphinx and Kidha the Manticore were having a hard time without her. Even in his weakened state and two against one, Lith retained the mass advantage of an adult Divine Beast.
He was in human form like Gamra and Kidha, but their blows were light on his sword, whereas Lith’s knocked the Sphinx back and sent Kidha flying every time they clashed.
A Manticore was huge compared to a man, but a hamster to a Divine Beast.
Worst of all, Lith’s armor also had the mass advantage. The Voidwalker armor deflected most hits while taking little damage. When Ragnarök struck, instead, it inflicted deep wounds that were hard to heal.
Even the Titania had to be wary of the angry blade. She could recover from spells, punches, and mystical flames in seconds, but Ragnarök’s cuts left wild energy behind that hindered her regeneration abilities.
Zakra started her blade storm again, her ten weapons raining on Lith from every side to force him to pick his poison.
"Now!" Uryn yelled, and as the golden lightning allowed the angry blade to deflect multiple hits at the same time, the Awakened on the backline struck.
Swordsmanship was all about footwork and, to put his weight behind the parries, Lith couldn’t jump around. Not with ten blades aimed at his vitals, each carrying the same might as a Griffon.
Lith cursed, recalling Trouble and Raptor and unleashing a few spells from the Mouth. The Golems deflected Gamra’s and Kidha’s blades away while Ragnarök and Lith’s extra limbs dealt with the Titania.
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