With this thod, the amount of miniaturized containers would an that fetching spell fragnts from mory would be slower, while also having less power due to these inefficiencies caused by human error.
But the level of power would still be way more than going with the first thod.
"35% against 80% power of the original spell..." Kathelyn muttered to herself as her mind wandered to the estimates the inheritance manual gave for both thods.
It was a no brainer.
When one factored in that those values were the best scenario estimates for each thod, mainly because of the differences in levels of comprehension by each individual... Her choice was clear.
The mana rich, origin doused environnt she was in gave her the confidence to use the second thod. She was aiming for at least an 80% level of power for spell fragnts saved in mory compared to the original spell.
"But a 2 second fetch ti..." she sighed, thinking of how she could make that work in a fight...
In the end, she concluded that it would all depend on which spells she could even save in mory... and that would be after she’d attempted comprehending.
For now she would make use of her night here to solidify her knowledge with the peak state of clarity the mana waves coming from the pit provided.
She still wanted to know what could cause such a unique mana environnt, but anyti she looked into the blackness of the pit, she would always subconsciously avert her gaze like a beast was deep inside, staring right back at her...
So she’d decided to remove such thoughts from her mind. She had no ti for curiosity. A few gazes of hostility had begun to spring her way from the tribe mbers now, so she knew her access to this place would soon co to an end. So before that ever happened, she wanted to milk this opportunity to the fullest.
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On The Hot Side Of The Sa Planet. The Abyssal Lands Of The Demons...
They had both been caught.
The two lovers, Mark and Janet... Both of them had been caught.
Just like Jamie had said, Janet had not been thinking straight. She basically delivered herself right into the hands of the grotesque demons like a gift.
Even Jamie would’ve been caught along with them, but because he was slightly behind her, he was quick enough to react and evade detection.
That was two weeks ago.
A mad manhunt had followed right after, making the already difficult lives Jet and Jamie led, even more difficult.
They had no rest whatsoever afterwards, and all thought of Mark and Janet’s fate wasn’t their concern anymore. They didn’t even have the luxury for it.
They didn’t sleep for three days straight, spooked by every slight sound they heard.
The grotesque demons had co out in full force, deploying their demonic hounds which had an even sharper sense of sll than they did.
Because of these hounds, Jet and Jamie had nearly been found at one ti, but narrowly escaped, causing them to always cake their bodies in the black tar that was common around.
It removed any remaining scent on them, masking their sll with the natural sulfuric air, blending them into the surroundings.
But they were still not safe. The grotesque demons didn’t let up, making both young n even more frazzled.
This continued for more than a week... until Jet ca up with a wild idea...
Instead of hiding deep in the abyssal lands, where the search was the hottest and they had no rest, why not make a bold move towards the core of the demon’s lands... where they would never even think to search.
This was where they were now. After a tense journey full of close calls.
And what they’d seen so far... shocked them greatly.
Mark. The one Janet had risked her life for, was fully integrated into the grotesque demon society.
From the fringes of the settlent, they’d spotted him a few tis.
Fully dressed in grotesque demon garb, with full cheeks and a healthy looking-skin. He was eating good, and it showed...
Other than his sunken eyes, he looked fully fine.
Jet and Jamie wondered what he had done to warrant such a special treatnt. It was very uncanny, because the other demons around still looked at him with open hostility... even more than what was usual.
But for so reason, he still walked around unhard. Almost like there was an order that gave him a special status, preventing them from tearing him to shreds.
Despite the weird situation, at least they’d been able to confirm his safety...
Janet on the other hand, had not even been spotted once.
Perhaps she was deeper into the settlent, but even then, if she’d received the sa treatnt as Mark, she was supposed to have been seen at least once...
Jet had debated taking the risk to enter into the settlent directly and whisk Mark away to question him thoroughly. But besides the fact that it was too dangerous, Mark might also prove uncooperative and alert the demons about their close proximity. He looked to have taken to his new ho very well.
Just as Jet was thinking about this, watching Mark’s distant figure from their vantage point on one of the hills that surrounded the settlent, Jamie tapped him urgently, drawing his attention to a party of grotesque demons riding on bipedal, lizard-like creatures, approaching the settlent from the distance.
As they neared the settlent, another party rode out to et them. They had the sa mounts as the incoming party did. Sothing neither Jet nor Jamie had ever seen them ride on.
"Sothing official is going on..." Jamie whispered as they watched closely.
As they watched the demons stop so distance from each other, and their representatives dismounting to et halfway, a frown of confusion colored both their faces.
"Uhh, Jet, am I insane, or is that clothing style from back ho...?" Jamie reared up slightly from his prone position in surprise.
"...No. You’re not insane... That really is from our ho..." Jet replied in confusion also.
He wanted to write it off as a slight similarity at first, but it was too specific. From their vantage point, they couldn’t see the crest on the breast of the uniform the foreign demons wore, but there was no mistaking the rest of the get-up.
This was standard military uniform from their world!
And not just any random uniform too...
As both ssengers t halfway, Jet and Jamie leaned forward in their prone positions, squinting hard to see the crest through the shimring abyssal heat.
And imdiately they made out the outline a bit more visibly, they both reared back in shock.
"House Ryvelin! That is the symbol of the Ryvelin house!" Jamie lost his composure, making a slight shuffle that caused one of the foreign demons– the one seated on his mount right at the forefront– to glance towards their position on the distant hill.
He squinted his eyes, leaning his head slightly and whispering sothing in their language to the demon just behind him, and within a mont, the demon disappeared from sight.
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A/N: This Chapter’s special thanks goes to John_Smith24666. One of my few privilege readers. Thanks for the Power Stones and Golden Tickets. Hope you keep enjoying!
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Astrl
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