Bobs Pov.
Watching the Priest charging there way through the front lines beating down any who approached them. Pushing myself into the air away from the soldiers attempting to swarm me. Having set my new targets. I pushed my speed to the max crashing ahead of there charge halting the charge.
Stretching my wings. I stood up pushing away the dust clouds around me with my wings.
hearing a crackling noise ahead of me a bladed whip came crashing down into my shoulder ripping chunks of flesh out with a quick yank. Grabbing the whip as it was pulled back. Giving it a quick hard yank a man in white dyed tight-fitting leather armour came barreling forward. Slamming my fist towards the man. It continued right on through him causing the man to dissipate and reappear a few meters away. By his sides was a man in a solid platemale while just behind him was a woman with a heavily spiked mace in one hand and a spell tome in the other while only wearing a tight leather chest piece to cover her chest and a loose fitting skirt.
the man in the leather started dusting himself. Cracked a crooked smile as he started speaking "Well, Loo..." Charging forwards I slammed my knee into his chest. but like last time it went straight through him and he appeared a few inches to the side. Grabbing at where he is. He disappeared and reappeared a few inches away again. This time a Barbed spiked ripped into my skin sending spikes of pain throughout my body. Backhanding where he was. I caught a glimpse of a flash from my side. looking over a spiked mace came crashing down into my thigh as a large Warhammer smacked down into my back sending me a few feet forward. Waiting a few seconds as I was adjusting to turn around I heard the clanking of metal coming closer. Turning around as it was right behind me I smashed my fist into his helmet sending him rolling back but before he hit the ground he disappeared and there was a flash of light again from my side as the spiked mace crashed into my thigh again. Swinging my hand at the woman on my side she spun around to my backside keeping in a spot I couldn't attack.
Cracking a smile I rushed over to where the man in the platemale was I went to punch him but he disappeared once again. Again and again, he disappeared each time from my back I saw a flash of light.
Looking over to my hand the whip was still wrapped around it. Pulling the whip loose I spun with the whip aimed at her exposed midsection. with a devious smile spread across her face, she flipped over the whip. As I was about to pull it back to hit her before she landed the whip got caught. Looking over the man in the leather was caught in the teeth of the whip as it wrapped around him. Letting the whip go, I turned to strike her as she landed but I was too late and as I swung she disappeared behind me once again. Turning to the man caught in the whip he grabbed the handle of the whip, causing it to fall to the ground.
An almost blackish purple ball floated out of my hand onto the ground. Charging towards the fully armoured one I slammed my fist into the air where he was as he fazed away. waiting a few seconds I felt a the mace slammed into my knee. Jetting out as fast as I could two large bone blades jetted out of my arm one of the blades felt a little force upon striking a solid object. Taking a peek to my back arm there was a limp body dangling from the blade through the temple. Pulling the blades back into my arm the sweat scream of the man in the leather armour greeted my eyes. Glancing over the man was covered by a wave of small purple bugs with no head only a pare of mandibles ripping away at the man. Throwing a ball of black light onto the corpse of the woman turning marching over to the man in the platemale he was running into the forest as fast as he could. Looking over to the Broken ones devouring the soldiers, stopping what they were doing charging into the forest.
from the corpse behind me, thousands of pitch black tentacles were jetting out of the body wrapping around a soul trying to run from its body. Moving over to the soul. It was begging for me to release it and not allow it to be tainted. Cracking a small smile I placed my hand on its chest slowly lowering it into the body. Only removing my hand after the twitching stopped and the body began to rise. Looking over to the priest in the leather armour swarmed in the voidling I looked over to the small purple portal from earlier as a small eyeball laying on the ground, looking around with curiosity. Moving over to the small eye I picked it up gently bringing it over to the priest's body pushing away the other voidling's. I ripped the rest of the man's armour off showing untouched skin. Sticking my hand into his chest I tore a cavity in his chest lowering the eyeball watching in curiosity at what would happen as they little buggers apparently have unmatched ability to change in the situation mutating and evolving. Happily, my expectations weren't denied as the cavity was pulled shut by hundred of small tendrils and the voidling's stopped trying to eat him. Turning back to the main armies they were retreating as it seems a commotion is brewing in the sea.
I guess its time to deal with the paperwork.
{You mean for me to deal with the paperwork.}
Semantics. But just curious I am still able to use magic. I just always thought I couldn't but I felt magic pulse around me when I used those system skills.
{Finaly you asked. Ok so you can use any magic, just, the system won't support you in learning and using the skill so you would be like any of the mages before the system.}
Why would you tell me that don't you want me to be reliant on the system's functions?
{Now I am slightly hurt you would think so low of me. I consider you a friend why wouldn't want to help you.
There is so much I wish to tell you can't because I can't without you asking. Because of Programming.}
Would you be able to teach me?
{No, I have no even the slightest clue how to cast a spell. You would either have to find a mage of the old way's or find out your self}
Tik, I'm gonna learn some spells. I am practically useless in combat. If you counted out my absurdly high regeneration and base stats. Hell, they fight better than me. Where I am just trying to adapt as I go. This will get me killed.
{You are meant to grow with combat change, adapt, mutate strengthen your self through trial. It is what you have become. The first of your kind and maybe the last.}
Thanks, tik. But I still have to train, get drexar to train me, implement my own secret weapons upon my self.