This carnage, would give us time, but more so, it would allow us to adapt faster to our bodies, we were now very agile, strong and resistant, in turn our senses are perfectly sharpened, much more developed than before, even our safe zone seemed to have expanded, besides there was something hidden, that was our cooperation, instinctively we knew where the others were in the fight and we could synchronize as if it were a choreography, it was an overwhelming feeling.
Seeing the dead turtle men on the ground and the blood spraying the waves, I knew this scene would happen again, every time someone approached the abyss.
After a few seconds, I ordered to break down the gate of the wall from the outside in and break several pieces of it, all to simulate that it was made by the attacks of the beasts, due to our brutality, we did not leave smooth edges or anything like a fight with weapons, the chains were used to break through, although its normal use is to imprison.
Our chains have tips with several areas more outgoing than another, allowing them to grip any terrain and in turn with great ease to pierce, that coupled with our mastery and the absurd strength of our bodies, allows us to use it to pierce several enemies with a single thrust.
After making several more marks throughout the village, it was time to head north, I looked up at the sky and the day accompanied my plan, gray clouds hid the sun, just what we needed.
It was time to test our form in the sky, as thoughts of soaring the skies flooded my mind, the tail-chains changed again, two of them were placed in the area of the shoulder blades and transformed into two huge wings, another two moved away towards the waist and changed into two much smaller wings, finally, the missing chain transformed into a thick and strong tail.
The wings were not typical feathered or bat-like, it looked more like a fusion of the two, the shape was bat-like, but wider and longer, but the membrane was covered with strong plates, these looked like petrified feathers, more like overlapping lozenges.
In my mind, the knowledge of how to use my body in the air was imprinted, the upper wings are for stability, thrust and speed, the lower wings are like the flaps of an airplane, allowing me to make tighter and faster maneuvers, finally the tail was the steering steering instrument, although I could always use the other wings as well, plus the body movements to change direction, but it is more complicated than with the tail.
The others upon seeing me did not hesitate to spread their wings, but in their case they lacked the lower wings, they were still agile, but they were a step behind me in that respect, although no one gave voice to the discontent over the missing wings.
I have to say that the abyss had taken away our freedom, but it had given us fascinating bodies.
With a strong impulse, the dust lifted and with it our bodies took to the sky, in a few weeks I had achieved one of my dreams in life, to take to the skies.
Using the gray clouds as cover, we moved north, I could tell that our speed was no joking matter, we were terribly fast, but suddenly we slowed down, exactly 75% speed lost, we had left the range of the abyss and the curse of restriction had begun to take effect.
We only noticed the loss of strength, but nothing else, there was no pain or grotesque scenes, but still we did not like the feeling it gave us, it was as if dozens of chains were swirling around us, holding every fiber of our bodies.
Being the case, we could only endure it and get used to it.
Seeing that the atmosphere had fallen, I decided, or rather I could not stand it anymore and I started to do pirouettes, thrombos and other stupid things in the air, when they saw me it seemed that they also wanted to and began to imitate me, some fell in a dive, others climbed upwards, while some began to zigzag.
As serious as one is, as soon as one has the ability to fly, it is normal to do crazy things in the sky, but always with one rule, we have to stay in the cloud bed, I did not allow them to fly higher or lower.
After a few hours of flight, the clouds were ending, according to Lint, we had traveled more than 600 kilometers, our speed was terrifying to say the least, but compared to the immensity of LAZ, this would not even count as 1% of the planet.
Seeing the end of the clouds we descended, I wanted our ability to fly to be the most secret for now, if we enter a war, the enemies will not know how to catch us, or how to hide, plus in battle, air units are usually priority for their ability to jump the defense lines, that coupled with our absurd statistics, we would become the center of attention and that's not what we want and less with our life so reduced from the original.
On our descent, we discovered a line of wagons, these were under attack by beasts, most of them animal class, apart from the only two beast class, in other words, they were in a precarious situation, to defeat a beast class, it is advisable to have about 50 units, but this wagon consisted of about 60 armed units, in an extreme case perhaps with those units they could kill the two beast class, but with the help of their minions, it was virtually impossible.
That is if we decided not to help them, in the case of giving our support, we could solve the whole situation, with 5 of our own, we could take one of the beast class and the rest for the other, leaving the animal class for the caravan units.
We dropped close to the battlefield, as they were in a forest, they could not see us descending, plus the few clouds that now remained in the dusk, gave us that effect of symbiosis with the environment, from our white clothes.
When we touched the ground, our wings became the tails/chains again, as I had doubts about whether to help or not, I could only ask those present, of which 6 said no, 3 wanted the experience and only Irina wanted to help them, she didn't usually participate much in the conversations, so when I saw that she was the only one who wanted to help them I was surprised, normally I would have thought that the one who wanted to help them would be the kind Gea.
That being the case, I couldn't resist asking her for the reason and her answer was like a light in the darkness.
Her answer consisted of two parts, the first one was that we didn't know if they were enemies or allies, if they are from a side like the black shell alliance, then we will kill them along with the beasts or let them die, in case they are part of the little emperatrix, that would give us points to hire us as mercenaries, they could also be someone neutral and that could benefit or harm us in several factors. Finally, they will owe us a favour, by their direction they are going north, possibly towards the small city of the empress, we could use this to get them to take us in exchange for protection.
Seeing this, I decided to listen to Irina.
With a command we moved into sight of them, right on the edge of the fight.
It didn't take long for them to notice us, but their faces looked more frightened than encouraged, perhaps because of our appearance.
Irina being the one who came up with the idea, I let her speak.
- To the leaders of the caravan, you have 10 seconds to tell us which group you belong to, more than that time means we will leave - Her voice was firm and loud, being easily audible amidst the din of the fight.
Those present had taken it as a joke, for them in their situation what could 11 more people do? Besides, apart from the strange clothes they had no weapons or armour in sight.
But it was at that moment that one of the animal class beasts discovered us and decided to attack them.
This beast looked like a velociraptor, with green scales and four eyes, it was one of the most common beasts in the forests near the central ocean, on the eastern side.
The stupid one jumped without a moment's thought, but Velona had already prepared to intercept it, from her hand she summoned a chain that she threw towards the animal, giving it a little flick of the wrist the chain began to make circles in the air, being the same aesthetic of a whirlpool, the raptor's head was right in the middle, when this happened it gave a jerk, the chain was compressed instantly, leaving a clear sound of broken bones.
The members of the caravan could not believe what they had just seen, a kind of animal, being killed in two seconds, leaving an atrocious and morbid scene, an intact body and a completely crushed head, leaving stains of blood and grey matter on the ground.
At that instant, an old man spoke.
- We are of the Leprechaun trade alliance -