《Yuusha Isekai! Youjo Suki!》116. Transformation
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Whatever is going on?
I'd like to know myself. Seeing Kali go by, soaring like a meteor. Annihilating the skeleton. And then her tumble.
Like a train-wreck, crumpling against the wall, her arms and legs all turned at angles beyond normal. Blood everywhere.
Not like this, I thought.
Not like this.
I can't allow that. Killing herself to save me? All because I jumped in like a fool?
Not like that.
I couldn't allow it.
Suddenly, I was strong. I leapt. Possessed with far more strength than usual. A skeleton with two swords tried to get in the way, but I blasted it with electricity, then compelled Kiku's sword into a sudden lance, straight through its eye socket. I left it skewered, and dashed to Kali.
And as I picked her up, all mangled, burnt, and steaming, light spewed from me.
And she screamed as a couple of things started to crack back into place.
I healed her.
She passed out, but I definitely healed her. I think?
It all went by so quickly that my thoughts are barely keeping up.
I look at my hands. They definitely glowed for a moment. I feel for sure... I look weird at the moment.
It seems, to my awe, I now have my very own Super-S+yan mode? What the hell?
It feels strangely amazing.
On the other hand, I am very aware... this has a time limit. Power bulging from me. My spirit is warning me harshly. Telling me to stop.
I must stop. I try hard to restrain my raging power. I don't know how to do it.
But, with some difficulty, I manage. I have no idea where the power came from, but I try to think that I need it gone. It is like trying to grapple a shark.
Things slow down. I take a huge gape of breath and stagger, nearly dropping Kali. My heart beats madly.
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And the intensity about my vision that I didn't even notice until now fades, like turning down the contrast slider on a tv.
A huge amount of fatigue assails me as I drop to my knees, and I gently lower the girl, who has gotten really heavy due to these damn steel limbs of hers.
Gods, just that tiny burst has rendered me knackered!
Did it... help change things? As I continue to breath heavily, and look up and back to see what's going on.
Kiku and Kaede perform a joint attack against a bow wielding skeleton, carving it from both sides, and then both stabbing it in alternate eye sockets.
Rishya runs over to me, holding Kali, and picks up where I stopped, also healing her. Kali squeals more as her brows scrunch. I leave her to Rish, who is clearly much faster and better at this than my clumsy heal attempt. She gapes at me for a moment though... before shaking her head.
Then I see Seria blast the last remaining Knight with something resembling a plasma ball, which makes that skeleton explode in a massive eruption of bones. That's a spell I never saw before.
Aria, now healed, gets back up, and wastes no time in attempting to charge at the leader skeleton. It throws its hand out and hoses out a rapid blast of fireballs, though, forcing her to dodge.
It halts her advance, but then, Kiku appears at a dash, fearlessly swinging like a dervish, her blades now sporting that odd shimmer. Repeated 'cling' noises occur as she, one after the other, dispels the fireballs, which literally fizzle into nothingness around her. How valiant!
Its jaw clatters angrily, and it raises the macabre looking flesh book, a purple magic circle appearing.
Then Kaede reappears from behind in a sliding grind, snatching the book like a thief, rolling aside with it, slapping it on the ground and stabbing it with a Kunai before it realises.
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The book... apparently... screams.
Its ear-piercing wail makes everyone cry tears. I get an intense head-ache… though that may well be because I was clearly straining myself just now. How did I heal Kali, albeit briefly?
But the lord skeleton staggers as its new magic circle shatters, and then, a lightning bolt slams into it, searing its robe black.
Then Aria pierces it through the heart as it judders from electricity. Unlike usual, it seems that the blue crystal is in the chest.
It is stabbed by the spear, gushing blue from a fissure. It claws at Aria frantically, scratching her arms.
She stomps and roars, forcing the spear into the gap, and its ‘heart’ ruptures, splattering everywhere.
After all that, it’s over.
I let out a sigh of relief. Yet again, all I can do is hope that what little I did was enough to turn the tide in our favour.
Aria offers me no respite, though, immediately storming over to me, drenched with sweat, covered in red and blue blood, and chewing her lip, startling the still healing Rish.
"Onii-chan... what in the name of Sendervil was that?!" She shouts.
I wish I knew, Aria. My head hurts as I shrug.
"Don't! Don't ever do that again!" Seria squeals from behind Aria, who is staring at me.
She runs over and slaps me. Ouch!
Then Aria, tears in her eyes, appears to follow her, and slaps me back the other way.
Ow!
"That! That is not! Not how you use a spirit, boy! Never! Never do that again!" Seria repeats herself, and then, bursts out in blubby tears.
It was something like that, then?
Aria appears to also start crying sympathetically, and they both fall on my chest.
How bizarre I must look, sat on my knees, two young girls in capes crowding me and blubbing.
I can't help but snivel myself.
Come to think of it, my spirit has gone very quiet. My blood is still roaring through me.
I feel very painful all over, I now realise, rather than just in my head...
It hurts! Oh gods! Ow! Holy!
I pass out again.
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