If anything that feeling actually got stronger with time. I wanted to lean back, and relax, but the bird wasn't exactly excited about having me on his back. He definitely wouldn't tolerate me leaning up against his neck.
"You're spending a lot of time sighing lately," Sekka commented as he looked back at me.
"I'm bored," I snorted to myself as I looked around to our surroundings.
It was another peaceful day. Plodding along without anyone else on the road. We didn't have to worry about hardly anything at all. No one attacked us. No one tried to made us do anything we didn't want to.
We didn't even have to keep up our slave act. We did anyway simply because it was easy. Sekka had fallen into the role of arrogant master quite well now that he'd gotten away with it for so long. He didn't second guess himself anymore. He'd seen how arrogant masters behave more then anyone else.
He could mimic that behavior perfectly by now. I would have smiled if I wasn't so focused on feeling out the time element to create my own time crystals. They were a requirement for advancing my time fusion. I had a feeling they would be incredibly expensive. I just didn't know if they would cost mana alone.
All elemental crystals consumed a certain amount of their element to exist, but time wasn't as readily available as the other elements. Sure it existed all around us, but it was being burned through as it was created. Cementing our actions into history as it went. Constantly flowing forward no matter what we did. It cared for no one.
It did as it was meant to constantly without stopping. Light, fire, darkness, and all the other elements had a certain will of their own. Time was the only one that had a specific purpose of it's own. All of life marched on time's will, and nothing could move forward without it. Thus the reason why time had been so hard to fuse with in the first place.
I'd needed the core of another time element user that was at a level equally as high as my own. Even now my body didn't feel the same as it had been before. I didn't know what change had occurred with the advancement of my time element. It almost felt like I was outside the flow of time, but since I was still flowing with the rest of time that obviously wasn't the case. My precognition had strengthened a great deal as well.
Something felt different about it though. The actions of anything I looked at while using precognition felt almost as if I was watching puppets on strings. Almost as if I could tug at those strings, and control what happened next. The threads weren't solid though so even though I could see them I couldn't grasp them. I worried what would happen if I tried.
Manipulating someone's free will wasn't something that could be done by force normally. Usually it was done with a bit of persuasion. Subtle manipulation of the mind to get the body to respond. These strings the time element showed me weren't like that at all. Using a force of nature to manipulate the will of others just didn't seem right.
Just a few days later we cleared the forest. A small group like ours was a rare thing coming out of that forest. They looked at us with surprise. I smirked to myself as I looked to the surprised faces of the farmers in their fields. It appeared that they were grabbing one of the last harvests of the season.
It wouldn't be much longer until the winter frost started setting in. The rain had been pummeling us nonstop the last few days. I would have been surprised to see farmers out in their fields if I didn't know the importance of food. Sekka had bought a trinket specifically to keep the rain off of him. It required a constant flow of mana to work.
I was dominant over water so it couldn't touch me unless I allowed it. I did allow it since showing up dry would raise suspicions. Not that being sopping wet did much to me. I could spend every single day of my life completely, and utterly soaked, and it would do nothing to me. I frowned as I looked around at the soaked farmers.
As wet as they were they're slaves were in much worse shape. The number of slaves owned by the people close to the capitol seemed to take an immediate uptick as soon as we exited the swampy forest. We were used to seeing slaves in the fields just not this many. Many of them were wearing just enough to cover their most important bits. I was more then a little irritated.
They looked at me oddly as I strode by. It was obvious that I was in way better shape then any of them were. My clothing although not to fancy was clean, and fit my body properly. It wasn't made of scraps like theirs. Compared to them I probably looked more like I was in a tailor made suit.
I didn't know what irritated me more. The poor state of their clothing or the fact that they were out in the freezing rain with nothing more then scraps to protect them. I stopped my lip from curling up into a snarl. I was supposed to be used to this kind of behavior. I couldn't let myself react the way I wanted to.
This subdued behavior was normal for a slave. I was unusual in enough ways already. Giving the elves another reason to look at us was at the bottom of my priorities right now. I'd love to give those arrogant bastards a reason to look at us. Kick a few of their faces in, and just keep finding faces to kick in until there were no more that could stand before me.