No one had any idea what kind of technique the Grim Shrieker was using, but it was clear to everyone that it was dangerously powerful! The Wooly Rammoth acted as if it had razor sharp spikes shoved into its head, but the cause of it all was a silent scream.
It didn't take long for the binders to realize that the Grim Shrieker was screaming like before, but it was somehow screaming at a pitch so high that none of them except the Wooly Rammoth could hear it. They could only imagine how painful such a scream could be at such close range. On top of that, they could only imagine how much pain Agiros himself was in.
They all knew that the feedback from the battle bond could be excruciating, but most techniques only did their damage once and it would pass. In this case, the continuous screaming would be causing constant feedback through the bond. In essence, such a situation would feel like keeping one's hand over an open flame for several continuous minutes.
Eventually, the Grim Shrieker stopped screaming. It wasn't because it was tired mind you, it was because Skullcrusher the Wooly Rammoth was currently losing consciousness. Skullcrusher had been exposed to the silent scream for over a minute at point blank range. Despite its thick fur and fat, blood was beginning to leak from its ears, eyes and trunk. Disturbingly, Aigros condition reflected Skullcrusher's, albeit, lighter due to the nature of the battle bond.
Both Skullcrusher and Agiro proceeded to take a knee due to the extent of damage they received from the attack. The Grim Shrieker looked down at Skullcrusher's face, expecting to see a look of hopelessness and defeat, but was instead greeted with a gaze of defiance. If the monster could see beyond the Fog of War, it would even notice that the binder of the Wooly Rammoth was mirroring that same defiant look with a smile of insanity to boot.
Annoyed by the Wooly Rammoth's gaze, the Grim Shrieker raised a claw that began to glow with magical power. Skullcrusher didn't even flinch at the sight, maintaining its gaze at the overgrown chicken of a monster. But just as the Grim Shrieker was bringing down its claw to end this infuriating beast, a sudden ball of force smacked its head and interrupted it.
The Grim Shrieker was momentarily stunned by the sudden attack, but quickly regained it's wits. It brought up its claw again, thinking to end this opponent first and then deal with the annoying intruder, until a second stronger ball of force smacked it again!
Thoroughly annoyed this time, the Grim Shrieker turned its massive head towards the source of the disturbance. The watching binders did the same, and what they saw made them blush quite a bit.
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I just stood there flabbergasted as I watched Voxea do a series of gestures of which, one I recognized as being a nonverbal way of telling someone to... impolitely go away and do horrible things to themselves. At the end of what was possibly a pure minute of what appeared twenty gestures probably meaning such a thing, she ended it with pulling the bottom of her eye and sticking out her tongue.
[Voxea...what was that?!], I asked mildly shocked and blushing a bit at what I imagined the answer to be.
[Those were twenty-seven distinct regional ways of saying-].
[Okay I was afraid that, why though?], I asked in a tired tone.
[Because we needed to get the Grim Shrieker's attention].
[Wasn't the combat technique enough]?
[Probably, but it wouldn't have been as fun], she answered plainly.
I just stared at Voxea in stunned silence at her answer. On the plus side, I guess I learned how to insult people from several different regions?
[That being said, never repeat what I just did because at least half of those involved the implications of animals].
[That's disgusting], I replied flatly.
[Quite. Now we should probably begin the plan soon because-].
A powerful shriek sounded out as the sight of an angry charging Grim Shrieker came charging towards us.
[That just happened], Voxea said matter-of-factly.
Voxea fired off another [Telekinesis] technique to anger it further, meanwhile I took off my belt and turned into its magic staff form. I uttered the words to activate the [Ice Road] spell and I felt the aether flow from the air into the staff and into my feet. A pair of ice skates made of ice soon formed on my shoes.
As the Grim Shrieker got a few feet closer, Voxea and I bolted away with her flying around me while I made use of the fast travel spell to vamoose!
[This has better work Voxea].
[Oh please darling, it's all within my calculations! Of course it will]!