Chapter 4: CH 3 “Beginning of the end”

  Sensing a commotion outside of the temporary campsite a member of a scout team named Jakub stood up from his seat swiftly ending the idly chat that many of the members of his team were engaged with to pass the time until their turn to be sent foraging at least for a moment. The young earth mage sensed something that he could recognise from his brief training a feeling of people sparing but he could not put in words the feeling he felt, maybe because of his low level with his class but something was off about the feeling. His teammates saw it as odd that Jakub would randomly stand up and walk off in a seemingly random direction until that random cease of any disturbance allowed the primary ranger of the team to hear what Jakub sensed, Combat. 

 

  Jakub and his team sounded the alarm in the form of a horn which was hanging around the primary ranger's neck after they saw the cause of the commotion, a horde of undead currently assaulting two people, a man in Theocracy armour and a woman with long dark hair seemingly without any means to defend herself. Jakub seeing such a scene dashes thoughtlessly toward the two. He wills the top layer of soil to form somewhat hardened plates of makeshift armour and casts another spell to make the plates of earth orbit around him, simultaneously pulling out his short sword. The undead that he was aiming for turns around only to be slashed in the neck region leaving a small flap of skin to hold onto the head of the undead humanoid that was long past a time where the being could be identified. He slows down and engages another undead, he casts [Inspect] at the creature.

 

[Mist Revenant Level 22~29]

{A being risen from the dead by the long exposure to enough negative mana.}

 

  The name did not rang any bells inside Jakub's mind. He lunged at the Revenant never the less with his weapon aiming towards the abdomen. The creature still tried to claw at him while his sword embedded itself in the Revenant's torso, after trying to pull the sword back out Jakub found that the sword was stuck inside of the rotten carcass. He extended his arm causing the earthen armour plates to accelerate towards the Revenant, knocking it off the sword while also caving its skull in the process. Already struggling with the mental exhaustion to maintain the magical protective spells around himself Jakub glances around himself to find other members of the expedition to be cleaving through the undead horde that appeared so suddenly.

 

  Jakub turns to face forward when a cloud of white mist in front of him transforms into a creature of hairless pale skin with long emaciated arms that were longer than its legs, fingers tipped with long razor-sharp nails, and its eyes were the likes of a lizard with pitch-black vertical pupils that focused on its next prey with greedy expression and the mouth flashing a grin that revealed the dagger-like teeth populating the region with great density. The mist being, raized its arm and flared its sharp nails showing that they were only scarcely shorter than Jakub's sword. The inexperienced earth mage raized his off-hand to hopefully lessen the impact of the creature's claws. Jakub squeezed his eyes out of instinct anticipating a painful laceration coming at any moment, but the expected moment never came, Jakub heard only a soft *Thump* and quickly followed by quite hissing, he quickly open his closed eyes and saw that the undead being lacked its arm and that a portion of its torso was ripped out. Behind the creature was a black-haired, pale skin woman who appeared to be holding a piece of meat that was slowly shrinking in her grey blooded stained hands with a quiet hiss. Not able to comprehend the situation Jakub stair flabbergasted at the woman that was able to vanquish such a foe but he quickly regained his senses when the woman promptly collapsed. He try to catch her but was unable to make it in time. He noticed that her ears were a bit pointy but he could not stare or ponder on the questions plaguing his mind because of the ever-increasing sound coming from the creature's body. 

 

  He glanced around to ensure that no undead was able to sneak on him, most of the undead were occupied with the other humans, mainly occupied by the tanks. His vision came back to the carcass that shrunk more and more with an audible hiss, he cast [Inspect] with his last remaining mana while dispelling his other spells.

 

[Mist Walker Level 43~49]

{A creature that is neither alive nor dead. They are hunters that will hunt anything for the never-ending hunger for flesh and blood.}

 

"By aspects." Jakub was only level 19, now almost level 20 and with only one class, if not for that elf he would most likely be joining the few of the poor souls that were able to be overpowered by the Revenants or other undead that were amongst the horde.

 

 

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  POV change

 

  Iris woke up with terrible pain, an omnipresent burning sensation that overpowered all other senses. In some temporary moments of lucidity, she noticed that she was in a room with a wooden roof, sometimes a woman would be standing over her casting some kind of spell and that no matter how loud she tried to scream she hear eerie silence. In the time she took to recover she would lose any sense of time if not for her concussion previously. Iris got up and sat at the edge of the bed. She was wearing a linen shirt that was drenched in sweat she tried to stand up but her vision went black and she was forced to return to her bed. Iris took the liberty to look around to find where she mind be located but her room consisted of a bed and a single wooden door the rest were blank planks of the same wood. Finding her attempt futile she tried to remember why she was here in the first place but her memory was patchy at best only remembering her emotional outburst and the undead horde's unexpected arrival. Iris tried to make logic of what happened after but she only came up with one solution and she would rather it not to be true.

  

  Iris saw a page left at the bottom corner of her bed she grab it and read it.

"When you awaken and get better wait until someone comes for you. Do not panic.

                                                                            -Nurse Valentine"

 

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  Iris resisted making her eyes roll from the vague latter but she did complied with the letter's contents. She pondered about her talents specifically her [Masterful Translator] which she found interesting because it made her understand some information on an instinctual level making her able to "read" or "write" in any language so she wondered why her system named the skill in such a way, she pondered also on her unawakened talent [Pure Mana Manipulation] but was interrupted by a knock on a door and sudden entry of a nurse. 

 

"Hello there. I see you are better to know." Said a nurse of about 30 years of age and with a dark crimson robe with chestnut hair and light green eyes holding what look like spare clothes in front of her. Iris open her mouth to reply but to her horror, no sound came out.

 

"Oh, I forgot to remove the [Silience] off you, Silly me." She pointed a finger at Iris and a small circle of the same colour as her eyes appeared slightly in front of her finger while having a smile of a small child just pulling the best prank in her life.

 

  Iris touched her neck as if to ensure something before furrowing her eyebrows at the nurse. " Wh..."But before she could answer the veteran nurse interrupted her.

 

"Where are my manners I am Valentine and I was asked to take care of you until you get better so take that shirt off and wear this after that I will perform some check on you and we will see what next after that, understand." nurse said with a bit of an edge to her voice but compare to her usual treatment it was like hole new world. 

 

"I understand."

 

"Great to hear, now chop, chop we don't have hole day." Valentine hurried her patient and not even asking for permission or warning started to dress down Iris who was a grown woman. After an experience that Iris thought she would never have to do again, she was made to sit on the bed while Valentine performed her spells, right after it she was hurried to what she assumed was the centre of the building. After she opened the wooden door with a quite unpleasant squeak she was standing in front of Alicia who was doing something with a weird metal stick and her nails.

 

"Aa... I see our key to success is alright I see." Alicia said to the nurse.

 

"Yes, she is now in an adequate form to resume her duties." Said Valentine with a small bow.

 

"Go with her to the hall and give her to Utrecht then resume your duties, we have quite the adventuring to do. Don't we." on the second part of her sentence she squeezed hard on Iris's cheek but let go of her to be sent on her way.

 

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"[Inspect] is one of the most useful spells out there but it has its shortcomings. The spell target statistics such as intelligence or strength are not visible to even the highest level mages in addition the spell is influenced by the casters' wisdom and intelligence to be able to see any precise information and more comprehensive description. [Inspect] will not reveal any information if the targets overall level is 50 levels higher."

                                                               -Exert from "On Magic"

 

 

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