POV -----> Azur
"Yeah, how do you reckon we get up there?" I asked immediately after Anastasia just to support her notion because she was right.
It looked hopeless trying to get in there.
I could blast in there but I neither possessed enough control nor enough energy to make the trip and I couldn't venture blindly into it because I had no idea where to go.
I just had to wait for a verdict from either the childish leader or the rude vice.
"Oh yeah, you guys aren't Sorcerers with Wind Affinities. The Zephyrs have enough mastery to maneuver through this with our Affinities. But the problem is the both of you." Whitlock said in a voice that sounded more like praise towards himself and his Party than sympathy for us that can't move with him.
"But Anastasia, you have a Dragon Volition, you should be able to assume wings and fly right?"
"Oh."
Anastasia then bears her ripped Dragon wings just to show them to Whitlock.
"I can't fly with these actually, they are ripped and riven in numerous places." Anastasia said.
Whitlock grinned widely like he had wanted to hear that for a while.
"I have a complicated Reptilian based Volition as well. I doubt it is possible to have inherited damaged parts from a Volition or were they ripped by someone?"
"Yeah, I think so." Anastasia replied as the wings retracted back into her flesh, leaving no marks or wounds.
"What exactly are Volitions, Athena?" In the normal way that I spoke to her no one else was able to hear me.
It was basically psychic communication to the inside of my psyche.
She seemed less angry than before so I expected her to reply.
-{When A Beast Of Supremely High Standings In Power Should Decide To Kick The Bucket, It Is Very Possible To Transit Some Of Their Unique Abilities And Possibly Even Their Souls And Personalities To Other Beings Of The Same Species Or Possibly Even Other Species Depending On Their Strength. This Transfer Like Everything In This World Is Also Affected By 'Natural Law'. If It Naturally Shouldn't Be Possible To Transfer This Then It Won't Be. A Lesser Species Cannot Transfer Their Volitions Because There Is Nothing Good Enough To Be Transferred And If The Being To Attain The Volition Will Be Incapable Of Using It Then The Transfer Won't Even Be Completed. I Can Stay Here Quoting All The Law Paragraphs From The Volition Section Of 'Natural Law' From Now Until The End Of Your Natural Life And I Still Wouldn't Be Done.}
"Whoever is responsible for this legislation is quite versed. it has laws covering many things, there seem to hardly be any available loopholes"
-{What Do You Mean By "Hardly Any Available Loopholes"?}
"Bibliotheca is a collection of all knowledge in existence right? Then why do I have it? there must have been a loophole I unconsciously exploited to get this ability."
-{Maybe You Are Still Smart}
"Okay!! Let's go!!!" Whitlock yelled in a manner that made me return to the version of reality I was already starting to leave completely for a conversation with Athena.
I saw Whitlock carrying Anastasia on his shoulder in the manner I carried her in when I first left Stein's facility, and Zane was beside me.
I instantly understood the situation and then dread overcame me.
"Wait, this guy is taking me!?" I protested as I pointed rudely to Zane's face.
"Yeah." Whitlock replied.
I noticed he was standing upon a wide Sorcerers Circle of Symbols and they were much different from mine.
I also noticed I was standing on one too, then I realized that I really had to stop randomly spacing out.
A lot of stuff usually passed obliviously to me whenever I was venturing into my Psyche.
"He tried to force me into expiration!" I further protested.
"Oh come on, he just needed to clarify something. Turned out he was wrong." No matter what he said I refused to be conveyed by someone who could potentially murder me.
Anastasia then hopped off of Whitlock's shoulder and then rummaged through the Wagons luggage and pulled out a rope and in what seemed like a blacked out blur I was ensnared in ropes and I couldn't even move with the weapon I was given tied to me.
Anastasia even went through the trouble of making sure I couldn't speak as well and there I was immobile and without protest.
Then she went ahead to sit on Whitlock's left shoulder and Zane gripped the end of the rope and wrapped it around his arm.
"We can't expect to maneuver too easily while carrying people so we can't rely on just our ability. That's why we use these bad boys. There is about to be a large gust of wind from them which we will manipulate, and we go up up up. Get ready." As he said this fear came over me, replacing the dread.
The last time I flew I had a rough welcome from the earth and this time it was with an assailant.
I had already started preparing my mind to die then the gust of wind that Whitlock spoke about was released from the circle.
I guess it would have torn through my clothes if it weren't for the fact that Stein made them, on the exposed parts of my skin little slits appeared and then we took flight.
I could hardly even keep my eyes open because I wasn't even braced for this air trip unlike the last one.
Whitlock was significantly ahead of us and I naturally realized why.
'Bibliotheca' made me heavier despite what I had to constantly be doing to be able to walk and it was obvious that Zane felt the weight.
"What the hell have they been feeding you?! Have you been eating Grand Orcs!?" Zane struggled to say as we shot up higher and finally got into the cave where he threw me onto the starting point of the Crypt.
There we were instantly attacked by beasts that turned out to be the same Devoid Oni species that the Party faced when I was asleep.
They looked fearsome and they were of varying sizes and had a dark red and black skin color that had a texture that seemed like the skin was dry and cracked.
The party was on and basically just a few seconds in we were attacked.
The damned carrier didn't even remember that I was tied up and when I signaled to him he began using me as some kind of weapon.
He swung me around and used me to slam and bash the beasts.
It was infuriating and all I could do was enforce myself so I wouldn't get bashed myself.
-{I can't wrap my head around the fact you were turned from Sorcerer to Tool in a matter of seconds}
What Athena said infuriated me even more.
Then I realized.
"I am a Sorcerer, that's right."
I burst into flames that easily burnt the ropes binding me and then in my excitement I went on a cremating spree.
I pounced around like a tiger, leaping upon the beasts and burning them till their skin told the tale of the heat.
I was just buying time for my brain to think of a great way to return the favor to Zane.
Anastasia was just moving around with Whitlock while trying her best not to indulge so as to not show signs of actually being a dragon.
But I was allowed to go wild, as long as my tail didn't reveal itself I was good.
"Yo Azzy! calm yourself. You're too excited mate! leave some beasts for me." Whitlock said as he swung his hands around producing arches of wind that instantly chopped the unfortunate beasts into numerous halves.
Ashford was merely using the wind to speed up his already powerful hits, from every punch or kick there was a stream of wind propelling it faster.
Madden was as weird as usual; no beast approached her and anyone that accidentally came near was reduced to dust with a swift movement from her fingers.