For but an instant, a tiny little vortex appeared within my mage's tower. It sucked out but a tiny bit of my mana...
Yet, before it could close up and form the spell, I forcefully infused a little bit more of my energy into it.
It all lasted but a split of a second. And within that tifra, I decompressed my muscles and launched myself forward along with all the air contained within the sphere assaulted by the disturb skill.
And so, I closed my eyes.
'Let's hope it will work,' I thought, counting seconds in my mind.
My skin started to crack. The air around turned into liquid, threatening to drown my lungs in it. The perspiration on my skin ford daggers that flew all around the small bubble of liquified air.
Yet, outside of all the excruciating pain that filled every last cell of my flesh, I could remotely sense sothing. A vortex powerful enough to influence even beyond the bounds of space, outside of the scope of what normal physics could handle.
And then, just a few seconds later, it all ca to an end.
"HAAA..." I desperately exhaled the condensed air from my lungs, only to then gasp for the air. Yet, the second I did so, I choked on a massive amount of air that filled my lungs to the point of threatening to explode them from within.
My consciousness wavered as I desperately fought off against all sorts of elents.
Yet, there were two things that changed when compared to just a mont ago.
First, I could still sohow feel that vortex that I noticed within the space broken by my skill. And secondly...
The place where I ended up was far more familiar than I felt comfortable with.
'It worked,' I thought, falling to my knees as I retched all the blood that filled my lungs.
The second my arms hit the ground, I could sohow feel the pull of that mysterious vortex strengthening.
'I need to recover,' I thought, posing a simple task before my exhausted mind.
I could recognize the outline of the nearby lands. It was exactly the sa as when I left it when I went to chase after that crafty dragon.
But the fact that I sohow made it here in ti didn't change the fact that the dragon was coming here as well. And right now, I was in no state to fight it.
'I need more energy,' I thought, desperately forcing more and more antimana into my mana engine... only to realize that I had none of the fuel necessary.
'Huh?' I shook my head, hoping to put my thoughts into order. 'How could the engine stall without killing ?'
The inertia of the engine should wreak havoc in my cultivation the mont I ran out of anti-mana. After all, the force that caused the anti-mana to enter the engine now had no fuel to suck on. Yet, that lack of fuel wouldn't suddenly cause this force to cease to exist!
And yet, against all logic and laws of magic that I could figure out, I was still alive.
'Could it be that strange world outside of space's fault?' I thought, desperate to find an answer, hoping it would shed so light on my current situation.
THUMP.
The dull noise of sothing heavy landing right beside announced the end of my ti.
I failed to find an answer. This ant I couldn't form a new magical thesis that I could exploit in a fight against the dragon.
"I guess this is the end," I muttered, only to send another wave of blood down my throat and on the ground.
Still on my knees, I lowered my head, ready for what was going to co next.
Yet, no matter how much I waited... I could still think.
I opened my eyes, and surprise, surprise, I could still see. I could breathe. My heart continued to beat.
All those things could an only one thing.
"I'm still alive?" I muttered, raising my head to look at the dragon that definitely landed right by my side just a mont before.
And there it was, comfortably lying on the ground.
As I raised my head, our eyes t. And its eyes...
They were as deep as an ocean, filled with a deep wisdom that I couldn't find in a single human being alive.
'Those are not the eyes of so vile monster,' I thought, swallowing down my saliva.
The dragon looked at ... Only to then turn its head to the side and lick a long, bloody wound on the mbrane of its wing.
'I didn't do it,' I thought, unable to connect any of my attacks to this kind of injury.
And most importantly... the dragon didn't appear to be hostile towards at all! Yet, what was even more important, it didn't go on a rampage over the city's roof, opting to just calmly sit on it instead!
'Was I mistaken?' I thought, falling back on my ass as I stared down at the majestic figure of the dragon.
"What are you?" I asked in a tiny voice, unable to hold back my awe.
The dragon turned its eyes to ... but it didn't bother to move its head at all. And after just a quick, almost pitiful glance, it moved its focus back to literally licking its wounds.
Wounds that, as if touched by so magic wand, started to nd at a visible rate.
'Fuck,' I cursed under my breath, noticing a simple possibility.
Rather than refusing to fight for no reason, the dragon could simply notice I was in no state to fight at all, so it opted to cure itself first before bothering to finish off!
For a mont, my vigilance raised... Yet, as soon as I raised my now focused eyes to look at the dragon again...
The wise look behind its eyes, the absolute peace at which it rested on the ground...
Seeing a being so peaceful and majestic, I simply couldn't bring myself to even think about raising my hand against it!
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