It was raging, when suddenly it calmed down. The anger seemed to have vanished.
"So, you want me to use my full strength?" it asked after a moment of silence. I didn’t reply to that immediately. Instead, I kept looking at it.
The calm after the anger was too sudden. I have seen people calming down from the anger quickly, but not so suddenly, and not this way.
It didn’t take me more than a second to realise how it happened, and it couldn’t make me shudder.
In the conversation, it seemed like Lemeryn was in control, but far from it. He is nothing but a puppet to the itoran inside its body.
They don’t micro-control, but they have the power to do it.
It had been done earlier. Calming it in an instant. That is its complete control. Lemeryn is a puppet through and through, and he likes it; that’s how deeply they change one after the turn.
"Yes. Killing you, with such strength, wouldn’t be fun," I replied.
"It’s not that easy to kill me," it challenged, and I smiled.
The next moment, I moved and immediately felt my eyes widening. Since I didn’t blast the aura, it thought it was a bluff, far from it.
It moved to defend, but it was slow. When suddenly, it became fast. Not too fast, but fast enough to defend.
It defended, but it was shot back hard and fast. It crossed through the dusty ground and reached the trees before starting to crash through them.
It crushed through the tens of them before it finally stopped and looked at me in shock.
It’s not the only one shocked. Earlier, I was ready to kill, but the way it moved. I know it will be hard for me to do, before it brings out its full strength.
"It seemed like I won’t be able to kill you without my full strength," it said, and a moment later, it began to expand. Yes, expand.
The pus rapidly flowed out of its body, covering it whole, including its sword, while its body got bigger and bigger.
It stopped when it reached around five meters tall.
"A filthy abomination," I said, shuddering and wanting to vomit at the same time.
It is a five-meter-tall humanoid, with thick arms and legs, that are covered in armor of pus. Its head is also bigger, and its teeth are sharper.
The nose had disappeared. In its place, an elongated pale pink eye had appeared. When it focused on me, I wanted to stab and burn it to ashes.
That is the eye of the storm inside it—the master, who is controlling.
"It is you who is filthy. This is the purest form of the world," it said in a strange, hallowed voice, and came at me.
The Earth caved as it moved at incredible speed. Making me nervous, but also excited. As I had been waiting for this, I now have to fight it.
Survive it, actually, till I could kill it.
It appeared in front of me like a flash. "Die!" it roared and attacked, with its large sabre, which had also grown bigger and was now covered in pus.
I reacted immediately and moved to defend against it.
It felt like a sledgehammer had hit me, both my body and the armor.
The power of the attack pushed me back a step, with blood leaking out of my lips while its energy hit my armor and overwhelmed the runes as it filled them.
I had only read about this energy, and its more powerful than I had expected.
No wonder the village didn’t dare to keep the sample of it. A slight mishandling would turn into the itornas puppet.
It had happened once, and since then, they had banned anything related to itornas that could infect. If they come across it, they would destroy it.
"Now, what do you think?" it asked, with a grin.
"Not bad, but not great either. I thought you would be more powerful, after the little gremlin had taken more control," I replied, and could see the rage burning in its eyes.
Though I am focused on the long pink eyes, where anger is burning deeply.
"You will pay for what you said," it said and attacked again. This attack is even more powerful than before.
I moved my sword to defend against it. Pushing more energy into it. The more I whittle away, the less pressure my armor feels.
CLANNNNG CLANNNNG CLANNNNG!
I defended, but the bastard attacked me immediately while I took a step back, and attacked me again as I defended.
It is attacking me constantly without a moment’s break. It wants to deal with me as soon as possible. This fusion mode is not without a price.
The sooner it finishes, the lower the consequence will be.
It is powerful, alright, but not enough to kill me. My preparations are working well, and it’s giving me real hope that I can deal with it.
It is why I kept defending attack after attack, while my clones perfect my defences against it, refine them. So, I could defend better.
A minute passed, and the effects began to show. I had stopped taking steps back; now, it is only shaking me.
Another minute passed, and then another. Its attack continued, and I kept defending until, finally, I launched the attack.
It’s stopped, but that doesn’t stop the big smile from appearing on my face.
"How does it feel?" I asked and it opened its mouth to reply, but I had launched the attack and another and another before it attacked, and then I attacked.
We continued attacking each other, but no one was able to land a hit.
Once more, it defended against my attack, and I thought it would attack, given it had a perfect chance, but it didn’t. Instead, it looked at me.
"It seemed like I won’t be able to kill you without some support," it said and grinned.
It didn’t give me a good feeling, and I was right, the next moment. It had brought out the support, making my expression ugly. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel✦fire.net