It took Phoenix almost the entire minute Galtion ti-lock, before she felt the last thread of mana controlling him had snapped. She hurriedly stopped pseudo-cremating him and pulled out sothing from her inventory she had been keeping for a while.
She had bought this item from the Themiscus markets, when she passed through that city a while back, not long after the tournant had ended. It had cost her a pretty hefty sum of gold, to get her hands on it, since these were rare.
Inside the glass bottle that she pulled out, a thick red liquid, glimring in golden light. This healing potion, which was sothing the alchemists in Themiscus produced in small batches, that were mostly picked up by their military, was supposed to heal up any person to full health in an instant.
As she poured its contents out on Galtion's back, the ti lock ended and the poor man imdiately fell unconscious. There was no surprise in this, as the pain he had been through would send any person in shock.
But at least he was no longer being controlled.
Phoenix sighed internally, watching a thousand gold pieces of potion imbibed itself through the man's torched skin, before the skin reford like new.
'I hope we can eventually make so of these in Bastion City…'
This would be sothing handy to have, given its potential in battle. But she understood that Themiscus probably wouldn't share its recipe.
As most of the party mbers were back to a viable health level, they wanted to rejoin the battle. But they couldn't even see the enemy their guild leader was fighting.
"Should we… help him?" SharpTusk asked with uncertainty.
The Elven woman in his party shook her head.
"Can you even see the demon, Tusk? Because I can't. Our fastest mber was Galtion, and he's out for the mont. Maybe we should let the big man take care of this one."
Chronos was currently sitting on the ground, sweating profusely and panting heavily. He hadn't guessed that ti-locking a person for a minute could be this draining.
He watched as his MP bar flickered, teetering on the edge of emptiness. But when he looked at their guild leader and his opponent, he could use a part of his ti vision, to see things in fras.
Instead of a constant stream, the images flashed in fras, like photos in a diorama, and he could see the demon moving from one place to another. His speed wasn't enough to escape the ever-seeing eyes of ti.
But it still wouldn't do much to them if he couldn't actually follow him with his eyes. There was no way for him to apply his magic to an object he couldn't interact with.
But one person could follow the demon fine.
Luna, who had stopped channelling the Moonlit Sanctuary, reared to head into combat. Her new body had yet to taste battle, and she couldn't wait to test it out.
Her eyes darted around, following the demon's every movent. It was moving fast, certainly.
But not fast enough to escape her sight.
She was sure she could follow it, or even surpass its speed. But she bade her ti.
When the demon finally arced around to take a strike at her master, Luna smirked.
She leaned forward before dashing in one swift motion, piercing the sound barrier. The players that had been next to her almost went deaf instantly, as a sonic clap echoed right next to their ears, making their ear drums ring loudly.
Astaroth was getting ready to dodge another strike, relying only on his instincts to react, but he heard the sonic clap and smirked.
The demon that had been hounding him had long since pierced the sound barrier and was no longer making that booming noise. That was how he knew another thing had joined the fray.
The red demon, who had been finding the Ash Elf annoying for reacting in hair's breadth to every one of his attacks, heard the clap, but it was already too late.
A small Elven girl with dark grey skin appeared before him, her leg extended fully, as she swiped it toward his torso. He barely had ti to readjust his arm to block before a heavy kick slamd into his side, sending him flying to the left.
Astaroth only saw Luna appear before him before the red blur that had been flashing around him bolted in a different direction. But he knew Luna had landed her attack because he saw a few droplets of blood land on the ground before her.
Scanning her, Astaroth almost choked on his own saliva, as he swallowed nervously.
'What in the hells did Nemus do to you?!'
*Luna*
Race: Lunar Dear (Human form)
Grade: Mythic
Level: 75
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He didn't even need to glance further into her stat window, to know had a humanoid body. He got the feeling it would be weird, for him and the people watching, for him to fuse with the little girl.
she heavily overpowered him, even when lded with Morpheus or White Death. It was easy to guess she also overpowered most of the demons in the ring of Solomon.
Whatever Nemus had done to Luna's soul, it had strengthened not only her by twenty-five levels but boosted her grade, too! He couldn't wait to ld with her, to see how strong he would beco.
But another part of him felt bad for lding with her, now that she had a humanoid body. He got the feeling it would be weird, for him and the people watching, for him to fuse with the little girl.
So instead, he decided she was more useful on her own. It saddened him a bit to lose such a powerful source of personal strength, but he could live with the downsides.
As the red demon smashed into the buildings at the edge of the boss room, it left a vast crater in them, its body digging a few ters into them.
But it didn't stay lodged there long, as it extracted its body from the rubble, eyeing Luna cautiously. A new foe had joined the battle, and she wasn't looking as weak as previously in his eyes, suddenly.
Luna released her mana aura, engulfing the entire room in a milky white glow, the mana aura powerful enough to radiate in the visible spectre, even for the non-mages. The players in Astaroth's party gulped audibly.
'Will we be alright being in the sa room, if she goes all out?' they worried.
But they were about to find out.
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