The vampire noticed ice spears and darkness bolts materializing near his opponent . The ground spun underneath Lith's feet in a grand vortex, ready to swallow his enemy .
'Turtle up as much as you want . It takes more than a few hits to injure me, I still have a lot of juice . ' Zarran thought while he shot downwards like a bullet .
His blood core empowered his new form to the point that its movements were almost a blur even to Lith's enhanced vision .
Almost .
The moment Zarran turned his back to the array, Lith dispelled Silverwing's Hexagram . His mind was no longer burdened by the need to be in perfect sync with every element that composed the world energy .
All of his spells crackled with new energy as their master's undivided focus flowed into them . The sand exploded upwards, covering the vampire's field of vision and making him slow down for a split second because of the sudden updraft filling his wings .
It was all the time Lith needed to pinpoint Zarran's position long enough to Switch their positions . Lith appeared in mid air while the vampire's momentum made him crash against the ground like a meteor .
Stunned by the impact, Zarran failed to react to the point blank Checkmate Spears and Plague Arrows converging on him from all sides . While the low tier spells pierced the membranous wings and ravaged the vampire's life force, Lith activated the tier five War Mage Burial Ground spell .
Several pillars erupted from the sand and surrounded Zarran while he was still stunned from his many injuries . The pillars grew in height by the second as countless stone spikes emerged from them, moving in every direction .
Some stabbed the vampire, while the spikes which connected to each other would form new pillars, that in turn generated more spikes .
The spell was a hybrid of earth and darkness magic . The stone was a conduit for the dark energies, so even standing close to it was enough to sap its victim's life force . Count Xolver went pale, praying to any god from above or below to spare the champion's life and his own .
Kaelan jumped out of his armchair, swearing so much to put a sailor at shame . Unluckily, the Lich couldn't hear him above the noise of his own laughter . The whole Dawn Court was astonished .
The fight had lasted less than a minute . A human less than half a century old had defeated a vampire who was twice his age before being turned with apparent ease . Being an Awakened wasn't enough to explain how the unlife of someone who had spent twenty years mastering his vampiric powers could be snuffed out so fast .
"Apparent ease" were the key words .
Lith had used Invigoration multiple times during that minute, channeling so much mana non stop that his body was aching in places he wasn't even aware could hurt . The mental and physical exertion he had just gone through left him with a splitting headache .
Yet he returned nonchalantly to the ground, wearing the same serial killer frown he had at the start of the match .
'I don't care how close Manohar is . I need at least an hour's sleep or the next time I use Invigoration might be the last one which has any effect on me . ' Lith sneered at the undead crowd .
No one was smiling anymore .
"Female and male scum, whatever you are, we have a winner!" Inxialot raised his hands, dispelling the barrier and giving Count Xolver an excruciating death by black flames of unknown nature .
As the Lich beckoned with his finger, Kaelan floated toward him from across the room until he was in the middle of the arena .
"A deal is a deal . Now you better start talking, because if I'm forced to stay here one more minute or I'll make sure Othre's Night Court goes extinct . "
***
Hessie's Mansion . Now .
The Carpenters had stopped rushing forward once they noticed that none of their attacks or spells seemed to hurt the shadow monster or its master . The Death Ruler's vampiric touch would heal any injury inflicted on Manohar's body .
Manohar dispelled the Death Ruler as soon as he cleared enough space around him to handle the closest enemies . Balkor's spell consumed a lot of mana, even by the Mad Professor's standards, and stopped the caster from weaving new spells or even using delayed ones .
Several Carpenters each unleashed a tier four spell to cover their companions advance while those in the back row pushed their vortexes to the limit and overloaded their mana cores .
If even the combined assault failed, their master had ordered them to perform a suicidal attack with the aim of burying Manohar under tons of rubble . Luckily for the Professor, Death Ruler had allowed him to retain both his focus and the spells he had ready .
He chanted his next spell while activating the tier five "Talk to the Hand" light magic . Giant hands materialized in front of the charging Carpenters, grabbing and using them as literal meat shields against the incoming spells .
Before the middle row enemies could reorganize, the hands of light adjusted their grip . They now wielded the captured creatures by their legs and swung them at their companions like living maces .
'That's what I call fighting fire with fire . ' He inwardly laughed .
Meanwhile, in her throne room, Hessie had reached her true body . It was in suspended animation, inside a capsule made of metal, glass, and mana crystals placed right behind her royal seat .
The body was floating in a purple liquid which was constantly pumped into the capsule through a series of tubes . Each tube was connected to a member of her court, who were exact replicas of the body inside the capsule .
She sat on her throne and activated her tier five light magic Life Flow . A stream of life force flowed from Hessie to the body in the capsule . When the transfer was completed, only a small amount of the original Hessie's life force remained .
Just enough to keep the body alive in a vegetative state . Thrud Griffon, daughter of Arthan the Mad King, opened her silver eyes . Her body was back to its early twenties and had reached a new pinnacle .
She had improved her father's procedure countless times, yet there were still so many problems to fix before it could be considered perfect . The arrogant Night Court had provided her the means to spread her puppies among Othre's population .
All she had to do was to take over the body of one of their Vassals and use him as a strawman to introduce a new kind of alchemical drug in the back market . It was a wonderful product which gave a great high and had no adverse reactions .
Except it was no drug, it was just cough potion mixed with a few of her cells . They were enough to create a small vortex which sucked in the world energy, inducing a sense of euphoria and might .
Only in the right subjects did the cells manage to develop and grow, until they turned their victim into a clone of Thrud . The clones were perfect donors, their life force and mana identical to her own .
Thanks to her "court", even though Thrud had yet to crack the secret of Awakening, she had obtained the next best thing along with eternal youth .
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