The snake that was trembling in Isiah's hand slipped from his fingers and crawled back to hide next to the grimoire.
Isiah was already considering using it so when he saw the little snake crawling back to be next to it, he knew that that was the answer he was looking for .
This time he didn't have much trouble in causing a cut to himself, he just scratched the cut again and the blood started dropping slowly , he took the grimoire and hold it in his intact hand and made the blood drop in it to unlock it .
" That hurt so much, who is this sick person who created a spell ! "
The snake immediately went to the cut in his hand and started to lick it automatically. Isiah didn't know if the process was going to be like that every time because he hated that sequence of events.
Isiah's hand that was holding the grimoire was very tired because of its size. After removing his hand from above and holding it with two hands, it opened immediately.
As usual, it smelled of ash and dark energy all over it. Isiah couldn't ignore the dark energy it emitted, so he smiled sarcastically and opened the first page.
Before, he didn't get the chance to even check what was inside and now in the middle of this attack he was going to explore his options .
The monster was coming in his direction and it increased its speed, and for that Isiah was wandering with his eyes not able to read a proper word.
When Isiah opened the grimoire and sat his eyes forcibly on one page he got surprised because the pages were not written in english or anything closer to that, in that empty place even the writing that appeared in front of him was in his language, but with the grimoire, he couldn't understand a single word.
It was all written in symbols that he didn't recognize.
He was pissed because he thought that the grimoire would help especially when it is emitting so much dark energy .
' I guess i raised my hopes for nothing, i thought that this grimoire is the answer to everything and that it would guarantee power for me but i guess i was wrong, a stupid grimoire is just a useless tool written in another language.
Isiah closed the grimoire very pissed then placed it in his pants, and kept on looking at the ground for a second .
' I guess I am on my own' He thought before he raised his head to face the creature.
The creature reached Isiah at that moment and he even hit him with his hand, while trying to make cuts on his arm with his claws that looked like a sickle.
Isiah managed to avoid that first hit but the second one got him immediately and it started to hurt so much .
With one hit he got 4 cuts in his arms, he was bleeding but not that much, the problem was with the pain, it seemed like the claws had some venom inside of them which started to give him a burning sensation second after another.
Isiah looked at the creature in front of him trying to see if there was any point of weakness but he couldn't think of anything.
He learned how to hunt with his dad. He hated it so much but he got some skills that helped him survive after the evacuation. He knew how to hunt animals and slaughter them but he never wanted to use them unless he was forced by his dad.
And when the evacuation happened he only survived on fruits and vegetables most of the time .
' I don't want to think about it this way, but the creature didn't leave me any choice, all i have to do is to think of it as a rabid animal and project what i learned for the past years in it, i don't think that i have magic skills enough to damage him with my dark powers, at this point the least i could do is give him what's equivalent to a punch, nothing more '
Isiah walked toward it this time very confident while he was focusing on his dark energy to manipulate it into whatever thought he was thinking about.
'Dark fireballs! hell nuh …it will work perfectly fine on a human or a mage but this …this is different ' ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel_fіre.net
Isiah got so many hits before he made up his mind and started focusing his dark energy on picturing a fireball.
It was not like any other fireball he made , it was very different because on the surface it looked more like what he usually made, but on the inside, it was very dark and condensed with dark energy.
Practically he was not creating a fireball, he was covering a dark energy ball with a surface of fire, it looked tiny but when Isiah was holding it he felt it very unstable in his hand, he was basically struggling to keep it in one place .
' I guess, i haven't seen that much of spells to recreate in need, i never saw the impression of a spell made by dark energy, there weren't any mage's ability to perform magic with the diabolic core, it is a first and i have to improvise '
Isiah was smiling at that moment because he knew how he was going to use it right now.
Isiah showed his lined-up teeth while he said calmly as if he was speaking to someone:" Using the same spell in a different way is not that clever but it is all i got since i couldn't use the damn grimoire "
Isiah got a few hits after that while he was trying to contain the ball he made with his dark energy stable in his hand .
"Fuc****, i am barely stabilizing it because of the divine energy ! "
Even with that small amount inside of him the divine energy still affected his magic manipulation .
He was not resisting because he wanted to get closer to the creature, a few cuts weren't going to stop him anyway.
And the moment the creature hit his face with its claws, Isiah hit him with the ball he made in his face because it seemed like it was the only place that was not covered by his armor.
" FFFFFKKKHHHHHRRRRRRRRR"