1159 Mastering New Abilities (2)
Erik entered the training room only to find Amber and Mira in combat. The spacious room he himself made was used for that, but Erik didn't plan it for high-intensity combat such as the one the two were having.
The room echoed with the sound of their movent and the clack of Amber's wooden daggers.
Amber blinked in and out of existence, her twin practice daggers seeking openings in Mira's defense. One mont she was in front of the woman; the next she had warped behind her, daggers descending in a swift arc.
Mira's legs shifted, taking on the powerful musculature of a Terragor. She leaped aside with explosive force, simultaneously transforming her arms into those of an Ursolith. As she spun to face Amber, her enhanced limbs gave her strikes of mild power.
They weren't training, putting enough strength to injure; of course, they needed at most to ingrain the fighting style into their mory and muscles, and trying to understand when and where to use the powers.
Amber warped again, appearing at Mira's flank, but the woman had anticipated this. Her eyes morphed into those of a Skraylash, the enhanced vision allowing her to track Amber's subsequent movents after she warped.
The sparring match ended in a draw. It looked like Mira, while worse than Amber in lee fight, made up for the vast experience she had. With both acknowledging each other's skill with respectful nods.
But it was clear they wanted to go on.
With their impending journey to Mur looming, where power was never enough, they recognized the need to improve their skills to the limit. Survival hinged on becoming the absolute best they could be. But that required ti and, as in this case, energies.
"Impressive," Erik said from the doorway. Both won turned, startled by his presence. They had been too focused on their fight to notice had been there for a huge chunk of it.
"Wow, you've both gotten so much better," Erik was clearly impressed. "It's amazing how you're using your new powers in your fighting. Amber, your warping is smoother and harder to predict now. And Mira, you're using your shapeshifting in clever and useful ways. I think not even the Chimaeric Demons are as good as you."
"Thanks," Amber said, wiping sweat from her brow. "But we still only have 39 neural links in our new powers, and we haven't learned well enough how to use these to fight."
"39 neural links are not two. It is a lot, and judging by your stats, you are much more powerful than before. Almost twice as strong, if I have to say."
Erik examined the holographic display in front of him, showing Amber's and Mira's stats. The floating data revealed their impressive progress over the past three months. —Amber's Status—
Na: Amber Joyce
Brain Crystal Power:
Warp—Bζ1A: Enables the user to alter distances, warp objects, or shift locations within a limited range.
Gas Control — Bα3X: Amber's Gas Control ability lets her create and manipulate gasses, which she can also turn corrosive. She can shape it, move it, and use it for defensive purposes.
Physical Characteristics:
Amber is a stunning young woman, with fiery red hair cascading down her shoulders in waves. The glasses framing her piercing blue eyes enhance her intelligent and focused look. Her lips are a striking shade of pink. Years of rigorous training have given her a lean, athletic build, standing tall at 1.66 ters. She has a few freckles, most noticeable on her nose and cheekbones.
{Attributes}
STRENGTH: 357
INTELLIGENCE: 167
DEXTERITY: 313
ENERGY: 796
{Others}
Power Level: 883
Estimated Experience: Not Computed
Neural Links: 93
—Mira's Status—
Replication — Bζ1A: Allow Mira to completely shapeshift into animals, Thaids, and other people. Can be used in different ways.
Currents manipulation—Bα3X: Mira possesses the ability to manipulate air currents in a small radius around her. This can alter the trajectory of her arrows, allowing her to make shots that might seem impossible under normal circumstances.
Physical Characteristics:
He felt proud and reassured, knowing their new skills would be enough to survive what was to co, at least in theory.
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Mira is an athletic woman in her mid-twenties. A life as a rcenary in Etrium, paired with rigorous training, has given her a toned physique at 1.6 ters tall. Her skin is lightly tanned, and there are a few scars on her body. Mira's eyes are a striking erald color, alert and observant. She has dark brown hair that she wears in a long braid.
{Attributes}
STRENGTH: 333
INTELLIGENCE: 151
DEXTERITY: 353
ENERGY: 578
{Others}
Power Level: 848
Estimated Experience: Not computed
Neural Links: 93
—END—
"Anyway, I need to talk to both of you and Emily downstairs. It's important, and we need to discuss it right away."
The won looked at each other with curious and worried expressions. They both nodded right away.
As they packed up their training things—Amber putting away her wooden daggers and Mira changing her body back to normal—the mood in the room changed.
"We'll be down soon," Mira grabbed a towel to dry off. She looked at Amber, who was already packing up. "We just need a few minutes to clean up and rest a bit. That was quite a workout, wasn't it?"
Mira and Amber exchanged tired but satisfied smiles. Erik left the room, feeling happy about how well Amber and Mira were doing. He was pleased with the powers he had given them.
It didn't take long for both won to beco proficient in using their new skills in combat. Erik had high hopes, but the reality surpassed even his expectations.
He felt proud and reassured, knowing their new skills would be enough to survive what was to co, at least in theory.
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