《Reincarnation》Chapter 16
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-Ria POV 3rd person POV-
Despite the immense pain running throughout her body ria showed no intention of backing down releasing wave after waves of fire in the now burning town. The peaceful looking town in a matter of seconds had turned into a sea of fire. Every building around them ignited some sliced in half by the dark knight attacks. Within the sea of chaos the presence of life was absent as their fight raged on.
-Alex(military guy)POV-
The pillar of flame disappeared as quickly as it appeared the surroundings of the pillar of flame instantly became surrounded by fire as huge streams of fire blast out from every direction imaginable. Dark energy waves were also blasting out from the same area as the fire. None of the buildings around the area seemed to have been spared as most has turned to mere rubble on those further away are burning some sliced in half by the dark energy waves.
Visually and from the destruction that I could see in front of me I assume both the monster and the knight in front of me are at the very least S rank in terms of strength. S rank daema are rare enough to be considered almost legendary, from history there has only been about five daemas reaching the s rank recorded all five are dragon type daema. As for the knight he was obviously not one of the three S rank our country military has and he doesn’t appear to be the one of the two adamantine adventurer from the country adventurer association. Let alone S rank even A rank or diamond rank, there are at most about twenty or so reaching that level of strength. Even my current strength as a B rank could be considered as one of the elites.
If so these two S rank in front of us can only be assumed to be from another country. If I recall about a decade ago an order for the A ranks in the military to search for a dragon was announced and to lower ranks like me we were to immediately report if we saw a Dragon during our missions. From the short glimpse I had of the dragon like girl she could very well be the very same dragon. A daema transforming into a more human like form is unheard of, if so is she a variation of some sort.
These thoughts were running through my head as I quickly tried to stand up. If she is indeed a dragon my partner and I aren’t a match against her, even if she wasn’t a mere B rank challenging a S rank is courting death. It was frustrating but we could do nothing but retreat and report back to the higher ups.
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“Dude we gotta go.” My partner seemed almost frantic as he urged me to hurry up and run away. True merely spectating their fight could be considered lethal. Somewhat regretting my current strength I followed my partner running away from the town.
-Ria POV-
The longer the fight went on, the more unbearable the pain wreaking me internally. I estimate I could last for at most another hour before collapsing altogether. The dark knight in front of me appeared to be just fine but then again it didn’t seem to have intelligence and is merely acting on instinct similar to monster in dungeons. It could very well be near its breaking point as well.
I knew better than anyone else that I needed something stronger to finish the dark knight off. As our exchange remained in a permanent dead lock I tried focusing more mana into the flames I was creating. Rather than directly burst out my mana in huge waves of flames, I compressed as much mana as I possibly could into a miniature fire ball throwing it towards the knight. The result was an explosion of flame as soon as the fireball touched its armor.
The fireball expanded in an instant the resulting explosion even blew me away as I flew smashing into a the ground creating a crater. As soon as the smoke cleared away in the middle of the huge crater stood the dark knight seemingly undamaged by the explosion.
The body of armor however suddenly started to convulse as the red blood like substance that had created it started to leak out of the armor from the cracks in the armor. As the liquid oozed out it seemed to evaporate into a red mist around the body. Slowly the armor fell into pieces showing its hollow insides as if there was never anything in it to begin with.
Since the dark knight seemed to have died somehow, I released partial form transforming back into my demihuman form. The sight that greeted me wasn’t pretty. My skin seemed to have been ripped apart and I could see my own blood flowing out from numerous wounds covering my entire body. It seems using partial form for too long had negative side effects to my body. Perhaps its due to me pushing my current body to become more similar to my dragon body. If I used my dragon form I would have been fine no matter how long a fight had lasted, but my size would have been much to big. Also I couldn’t completely hold back in my dragon form as well, so perhaps this is for the best. My body is a wreak but at least I won.
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It hurt to simply stand but I somehow forced myself to limp away from the giant crater with the armor pieces and the black sword. I would take it with me but the armor is simply to big and the sword would be impossible to carry around without looking weird with my current height. I seemed to revert back into looking like a kid as soon as I released partial form so the set of armor and sword are definitely useless to me. What I needed was a new cloak since my old one burned away in the fight. The fur I was wearing was from some kind of daema and apparently its fur is resistant to fire since my makeshift clothing was still fine. The blood flowing out from almost every part of my body had dyed it red though.
What was once a town was currently a blazing inferno with various craters and cracks running throughout the town. Rather than a town it looked more like a ruin. As I continued to limp out of town I looked around realizing the destruction I had caused to a once beautiful town. In my defense I had no choice but I still regretted destroying hundreds of people home. For now I needed to find a place to recuperate since my wounds though not fatal was still severe enough for concern. The saddest part of it all was that the wounds were caused by my own powers rather than the knight blows. I had barely exhausted the mana I had as a dragon but drawing out just this much had damaged this body to this extent
As a matter of fact I wasn’t completely sure how do I transform back into my dragon form. To partial form I merely had to draw out my dragon mana and run it through the body part I wanted to shift. When I had transformed into human form I had to run an immense amount of my mana to revert to this form, the pain was almost unbearable. Did I have to do the same to revert back into my dragon form if so I pray I never had to find out.
I eventually reached the plains and I continued to limp into the forest. In the forest I followed my memories to reach a cave Derek party had camped in when it rained. It was about a thirty minute walk yet I somehow persevered through the pain and reached the cave. My wounds have ever stopped bleeding but it still looked horrid as I finally rested my exhausted body against the wall of the cave. It was a ordinary cave with nothing special to pay attention to. It wasn’t the best environment for an injured person but I suppose it was enough. I circulated the very mana that caused the injuries around my body in minimal amounts. Too much of it was simply too much for my body to handle but in small amounts of it should help the recovery. Eventually I dozed off when my exhaustion finally caught up to me.
-Military academy( much much later when alex report arrived)-
“Sir a we had received a report on a dragon like daema appearing in the town of Fortaare.”
“Elaborate on the report.”
“He merely had a glimpse but from the short moment he saw it he described it as a beautiful female with diamond like scales surrounding her body. She even had horns ,a tail and wings. From spectating for several seconds he claims the female entity was at the very least a S rank. Her opponent looked like a knight wearing jet black armor. It wielded a huge sword that seemed to be made of the same material as its armour. He stated due to safety reason he and his partner had immediately retreated from the town.”
“The dragon then had diamond like scales as well. Very well sent a team of five B ranks and at least one A rank. This mission is of upmost importance. Visit the town and find traces of that dragon girl. After investigation help the reconstruction of the town by sending around a hundred or so D ranks. How long ago did this happen.”
“He stated he witness the events written about three days ago.”
As the man giving the report left the man who looked to be a high ranking official within the military broke into a grin.
“Finally our military very first dragon daema to capture. From the report she seemed especially interesting. Can other daemas transform into a human like appearance. So many questions and she holds the answer to it all. If it comes to it S rank seem to have to be deployed to capture her. “
(Author Note) : Hello(i'm running out of things to say :I) Hope you guys enjoy this chapter
Btw i'm not sure how long i can continue daily release, i will try to continue as long as possible but i'm writing every chapter the day its released. Don't have a secret stock of hidden chapters unfortunately :(
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