I snorted lightning. Scorching the earth around me with streaks of powerful lightning. I could move incredibly fast when I wanted to. I purposely moved slowly while I was on the ground. Giving them a false impression of how fast I was.
When I did move quickly they didn't expect it. I would burn through all my mana in an hour or so. If I took too many attacks I would burn through my mana even faster. I rushed forward suddenly. Putting my full speed into the attack caught the man in front of me off guard.
My palm slammed down on his chest with enough force to cave in his cheap armor. I was actually kind of disappointed. I was expecting someone who could resist yet all I'd found so far was weak pathetic low ranked morons. I wanted to fight someone who could actually resist the full force of my attack power. The men who were after me had no idea what I was let alone how to counter me.
They threw a lot of water mages at me as if they were expected me to use fire attacks. I inhaled deeply, and they put up a water wall. They must think I'm some variant of wyvern. That pissed me off. I slammed my talons into the earth, and let them have the breath attack they were expecting.
Just not a fire attack. Lightning raced down my throat in a torrent. Amplified by it's willingness to obey a creature dominant over it. Leaping from my throat as if it were trying to impress me. The lightning raced through the water without resistance.
Lightning, and water were a bad combination for my enemies. The water around their feet suddenly became a detriment to their defensive line. Lightning coursed through their bodies violently. Blasting them clear of their feet. I rushed through my own attack to slash through them.
My lightning wouldn't hurt me so I wasn't worried about being harmed by my own spell. The part that surprised me was the water magic being blasted away from me by the runes in my scales. Taking the lightning along with it. Stunning a large number of the men that were rushing towards me. My mana was running low.
It was time to switch to brute force. Seems like I underestimated the effect the runes had on my core. It was draining me faster then I thought. I switched to my human form. Placing my mask over my face casually before they could see my face.
I landed before them with little to no fanfare. The sudden vanishing of the massive beast surprised all the elves around me. The number had swelled from the fifteen that had assaulted me to begin with to nearly fifty. I dropped the time spell now that I was in human form. Mana crashed into my core.
The sudden lack of mana going out of my core allowed me to feel the massive amount of mana that was rushing into my core. The runes had remained to a certain degree so most of the harmful mana was pushed away, but the runes were far less affective now that they were inscribed on human sized hairs. I didn't realize that the scales translated to those nearly invisible hairs all over a human body. My body tensed slightly as I looked around. Scanning through all the people in front of me for the weakest easiest ones to defeat.
I rushed into the group with more speed then they were expecting. This sudden change in opponent probably caught them off guard to begin with. Add on the fact that I was able to utilize my speed better due to the training Letty had put me through. Fifty suddenly turned to thirty as I rushed through the crowd with a thin nearly transparent blade of ice. I aimed for the gaps in the armor so I wouldn't have to worry about the rebound of my blade striking solid armor.
Their flesh resisted my blade more then I expected, but that didn't really matter to me. Each, and every attack I made was lethal. If by some miracle my attack wasn't deadly then they were severely wounded to the point they were out of the fight. I didn't pay attention to the dings the system normally sounded off in my head because I would go back through, and kill whoever survived my first attack without hesitation. There would be no escape, and no witnesses this time around.
A sense of danger washed over me. There was someone legitimately dangerous nearby, and instinct told me they were gunning for me. I blinked out of the line of attack, and watched as over a dozen of the bandits were struck by a nasty attack composed of what looked like liquid darkness. The attack was clearly aimed at me, but I had been in the middle of the attacking bandits. I didn't want to touch that attack.
It wasn't fueled by a single individuals magic at all. It was way too powerful, and it merged seamlessly into the mana of the environment. I couldn't tell the attack mana from the surrounding mana. My eyes widened as my senses refused to acknowledge the deadly sludge that was chasing me down. I couldn't see any part of the darkness that looked like a good attacking point, and it felt as if it was devouring all the nearby mana.
I didn't know how to destroy the darkness that was pursuing me, and it was nearly as fast as I was so I decided to lead it right into the poor idiots that were trying to kill me. They ended up fleeing from me as I played cat, and mouse through their ranks. Destroying buildings, and enemies alike as I rushed around causing trouble.
"Would you just stand still!" The elf that was controlling the rampant darkness shouted as the darkness split.
Now I was being chased by two darkness blobs, and they were slowly getting faster as their forms started to resemble that of beasts.
"What makes you think that I'll just let you kill me?" I jumped over the next attack.