Everyone watched her as Eleyn swung her sword vertically. Percival dodged back, but she was not trying to hit him with that swing, but something else. There was silence for a fraction of a second before a slash of flames cut Percival in half, burning the two sides.
The whole barrier surrounding the inside of the house was destroyed, and the flames had reached the nearby lake, splitting it in two. Screams ensued from the town as the line of fire that was sent forward erupted and exploded, burning anything and everything that was close to it.
Lucifer could not care less about who lived and died, but this would invite trouble. The police force from even a town as remote as Tross would be quite formidable. He wanted to chide the lady, but he held himself back. Partly because he could not talk, and partly because he had good survival instincts.
Also, seeing that the woman had caused this much destruction without breaking a sweat, he knew the police would hesitate at least a bit. He breathed heavily as he tried to recover from his fatigue.
Seraphis looked at him, and after thinking for a brief moment, she called Selena toward them. "Michael," She said it so naturally despite forcing herself to say the title, she cringed internally. "Heal this gentleman. If only you want to, of course."
Selena looked at her mother, she had put her in a tight spot. She had only started to learn ethercraft recently. She had been told of the principle from her master, but it was still hard.
But she had used a lot of healing magic in her past world, way more than she could ever hope to remember. But the problem was that her previous world's magic system was not based on principles. She just had to know what she was doing.
She remembered the desperate cries and angry shouting from a battle in her previous life. She was still a child, unknown to the world's orders. She just did as she was told, healing people and helping with the chores.
"He can recover on his own." Selena did not want to take a gamble, "Let's conserve our strength for when we truly need it." The monster was burned... no, evaporated, leaving nothing behind, not even ashes remained.
But she could still sense a bit of residual ether, it was normal that her mother was taking it easy since she could not sense that tiny bit of ether that remained.
The fire dissipated, and Eleyn walked over as if she had just taken a stroll along her garden. "The monster is still alive, I need to do a power sealing ritual to keep the regeneration at bay, takes time." She said as she took out a purse from behind an embroidery flower on her dress.
"Which means we either need Alex or Lord Gereon to kill this guy without the ritual," Seraphis muttered as she unsheathed her sword. The monster was regenerating from nothing, first, a blob appeared, and then, two arms popped out from it. The body was slowly formed as legs shot out and the blob expanded to create a chest and abdomen.
It was the first time for Judge to see the blade of his master. She had never fought without unsheathing her sword in front of him before. The blade was dark red, like blood that was never wiped from it.
A thick red mist started to surround the thin blade, "Chi no Kiri" Seraphis muttered in a chilling tone, she was getting serious.
Judge was not sure of what to think at this point, he needed to contact the world building department and request a rework... Japanese? really? First, it was Latin, he did not care much because he was not in the right state of mind to care, and now it was Japanese. What's next, English? Oh wait there was a diary in English.
He gave up on thinking.
The possession had gotten stronger as Percival smiled eerily, it was not the smile of a foolish creature that only knew how to attack and defend, but it was a smile from a creature that has the ability to think.
She readied herself, but unlike the other two, Lucifer and Melina, she did not lunge forward to attack. She was reading her enemy, as a melee specialist, she was not the type to rush in rashly without a plan... Yes, you heard that right.
"Nebula Sanguinis," Percival spoke, the voice was understandable, but it was surreal. It was a mix of various voices, young voices, old voices, and male and female voices. It was chaotic, he adjusted his throat, and the voice became more clear.
"Nebula Sanguinis," He repeated, looking at the blade that Seraphis held. He spoke with confidence, as if he was just having a friendly talk with his colleagues. "A fine blade... I must admit, it is rare to see a wielder who has not lost their sanity." He held up both of his arms.
Seraphis's eyes widened in surprise and she rushed forward and cut both his arms. "Huh?!" She seemed even more surprised as both arms fell, because she only cut one. Not just fall but they were disintegrated, crumbled into ash. She did not do that, and she did not know the name of her sword was Nebula Sanguinis.
She saw a purple flash from the corner of her eyes, but did not have enough time or the luxury to investigate.
Percival was not surprised with two arms that were dripping blood. "quite feisty aren't you, little bird" He said as he stepped back and ducked to avoid swing. The wooden support behind him was turned to a red mist, only the part that was cut.
He tried to regenerate his arms, but they were not coming back, wiping the confident smile off of his face. "You! What did you do?" He asked furiously. Leaning back to as another attack came through. Shifting his center of gravity, he raised his leg to strike her chest.
Seraphis stole a glance at Eleyn, "She completed the sealing ritual?" It was rather too quick, even for Eleyn. The power sealing ritual took a lot of time to even prepare. She could not take a good look at Eleyn as she blocked a strong kick from Percival.
Percival stood up straight and created his arms from darkness. "The Nubes Draco is annoying." He shouted and raised his arm toward Eleyn, who was just sitting there, unguarded.
Seraphis, who watched what he going to do, rushed to protect Eleyn, there was a great price to be paid by whoever broke a ritual, but this guy was strong enough to avoid it. Her efforts were in vain as he shot a blast of darkness at Eleyn.
A ritual was different from using ether or psyche, it was a medium used to ask the gods for help. But the results may vary according to the god's satisfaction, the initial stage is a stage where offering are made to reach the attention of the god.
The next phase was the important one, it was known as the Audience phase. It was the phase where you pray to god, and god will answer to your faith and plead.
But if anyone dares to interrupt the phase, they will face god's wrath, only the strongest may survive, but even they would suffer permanent injuries. This was common knowledge, so she wondered if the man was foolish to attempt such a feat, or just cocky.