As his consciousness travelled through the inner part of both leaves, certain words flowed into his brain. Despite how fast his consciousness was going he was still able to make out the wordings inscribed.
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å STATUS DISPLAY
|Name:
|[Mikeal Emedia]|
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|Years In Use:
|[15]|
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|Race:
|[Human]|
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|Blessing:
|[Divine Tree]|
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|Magic:
|[Druid Magic]|
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|Rank:
|[First Class Mage]|
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|Inherent Skill:
|[Blessing Of The Druid]||[ Synthesize]|
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The words ended at the same time he felt his consciousness climax to the origin of the two leaf.
Mikeal was rendered speechless, he was stunned at the sight he was beholden to. Beautiful isn't enough a word to express what he felt, nor could he find another word to replicate.
"I... I understand it all now".
Information flowed into his brain so flawlessly. The missing points, the confusion and the misunderstanding were all settled.
His abilities that were once considered the flawed part of him, he now understood what it meant and how to grab its form.
Once, before all of this, it felt like a part of himself had been clogged like there was a restriction stopping him from becoming whole.
But now? After what he had just gone through, he could see things clearer, and feel things better. That restricted part had been set free and he has now become whole once more.
He is born anew
...
As he was about to stab the flame sword through Siveth's heart, vines materialized from the ground and wrapped themselves around the sword leading to a decrease in the sword's momentum.
The assassin leader was caught by surprise at the vine's appearance. He forcefully withdrew his sword from the vine's grip and jumped backwards.
As though she knew what was going on, Siveth stood up from the ground and turned her attention in Mikeal's direction.
It was the same case with the maid.
She was intertwined in a fierce battle with the three assassins, a stalemate that required her to utilise every knowledge in her arsenal to keep them from having the upper hand.
The three of them simultaneously came at her from different directions. They were trying to limit her range of attack and thinning her options.
She cannot possibly react to all three of them at the same time... Can she? Especially when they are in a different angle.
The maid stretched both her hands to equal opposite sides like she was about to fly. Her action brought about questions but was not something that required the assassins to be concerned for, at least that was until she completed her action.
She steeled her right foot to the ground, gathering enough force that propel the rest of her body to midair. As she was in midair and at the centre of the three assassins, she waited for them to get closer.
As soon as they had gotten close enough, she did a backflip and in the middle of completing the flip, she twisted her body in a bizarre manner before landing on the ground with both legs supporting her bent body.
The action had only taken her less than a second to execute despite the strenuous activity involved.
There she was, her left knee on the ground, her chest resting on her right lap while she had both hands stretched with her head bent toward the ground.
The three assassins thought her stupid for making such a cringe post while they were on the verge of slicing her body with their weapons.
The surprise was soon to come when they noticed how their body had been rendered immobile. They tried to move and struggled to get their hands working. With a little more push they could get to her and finish the work.
She also made it easier for them by no longer moving and only standing still. A little more push was all that was required of them, so what seems to be the problem? Why can't they move?...
They didn't know what got over them until they saw their heads detached from their bodies.
It was only a moment's pace, a surprising feature that sprung forth disturbing questions. However, their questions forever remained unanswered. After all, the dead cannot question.
All three heads rolled to the ground with their headless bodies dropping to the ground.
How it came to be, how they lost their heads without even knowing remained a secret between them and the maid who carried out the action.
She breathed out a sigh of relief. That attack had taken a toll on her but this was not the time to rest. She had to protect her master even if it meant working her body to its last drop.