Avahni watched the world around her slow to a standstill, Astrape-Lightning Nerves observing an indestructible vajra-spear pierce through Shamael’s verdant-coloured scales. Her Mental Aquascape screaming at her to do something, anything, as the lernaean-spell hydra pushed the night-blood acerodon tyrant out of the way.

  Furfur-Gale Heart pounding within her chest as she felt Jon lose control over his Fragment Of Mind. The Three Seas Of Knowledge that served as his imaginary mental construct seemed to have been enhanced beyond the limits of Knighthood, his voice echoing throughout all conscious minds that could observe his form physically.

  “What… have I-.”

  Words cut off as he felt the Spear Of Cedarwood Transformations pierce through lernaean flesh and blood. Muscles and bones cleaved with an overwhelming force, striking true and impaling the metamorphosed satanas to the hardened biomass that laid behind him.

  Jon had momentarily lost control over his Fragments Of Mind, inadvertently leading to something beyond his comprehension. Carcosa-Form Horrors grinning in delight as his mind was submerged in an incredible feeling of horror and despair.

  Surging beneath him in the form of a multi-limbed shadow, one that seemed do possess far too many tentacles to resemble anything even close to a human. Minerva-Infiltration Eyes firmly placed on Shamael, watching the effects of his Fragment Of Eradication take took within his body.

  Serpent heads screaming in unison as he was inflicted within instances of [Vajra-Spear Curse], [Spear Paradox Curse] and [Extinction Spear Curse]. Spear natured spiritual energy coursing through his flesh, mind, and spirit, distorting his thoughts and filling him with an overwhelming amount of pain.

  Jon able to do nothing but watch as he almost killed one of his closest friends.

  Someone that had stood by his side for more than a year now and someone that had fought beside him, putting their life on the line in order to protect his own. Someone that he had taught English to and someone that he had learnt Vaayli from.

  His thoughts coming to a sudden and immediate halt as Avahni rushed towards Shamael, summoning Ru Luan Di and snapping off his single remaining limb.

  “Shamael!” She shouted, throwing said limb into one of the mouths of the lernaean-spell hydra. Xuanyuan and Jibril rushing to protect their master and summoner, even as Shamael attempted to cleave her in half, ignoring the vajra-spears lodged in his chest and limbs.

  “Avahni! Stay back! Let Ru Luan Di handle Shamel’s wounds!” Xuanyuan shouted, drawing upon her last twenty-percent of wind natured spiritual energy. Jibril letting out a small tsk, glancing towards Jon still half-dazed several metres away.

  His expression torn, eyes glancing between Theodore and Shamael, Fragment Of Mind and Fragment Of Heart an uncontrollable mess of emotions, thoughts and possibilities. Tilting her head back, her voice boomed across the chamber even as Rhidian and Ortlinde continued to fight against Regulus and Raflea.

  “Jonathan!” She shouted, watching as the young human lifted his head, face obscured beneath his Fragment Of Armour.

  “Protect Avahni with your life! If you don’t want your friend to die, then you must keep her and Ru Luan Di safe! Is that understood!?”

  Her eyes glanced in the direction of Theodore and Itsumade, seeing the man wink at her, eyes continuing to roam up and down the length of her manifested form. With both [That Which Is Born From Fire] and Ru Luan Di activated, Jibril knew that Avahni would be unable to sustain her manifestation given her Mortal Ranked reserves of spiritual energy.

  Her form vanishing into motes of fiery-red mana, watching as Jon started walking towards them, placing himself between Avahni and Theodore. He did not even realize that his feet had started moving, subconscious mind taking the reins that controlled his actions and movements.

  It was… strange, to say the least.

  Something that neither Jibril, Itsumade or even Xuanyuan realized was happening to him.

  The Quiet Death Of Light And Virtue observing Jon with a pointed glare, turning its ears towards the dozen-or-so vajra-spears born from his Fragment Of Eradication.

  ‘If that had hit me then-.’ His four-ears twitching as he lifted his head, feeling spear natured mana accumulate two hundred metres above Anessa Casia. A dozen irresistible vajra-spears manifesting in a slow and measured manner. Each one crackling with a potent spear natured spiritual energy.

  [Bestial Intuition] reminding him that his Fragment Of Eradication was still active, prompting Jon to wave his hand, dispersing the effects of his imperial spear art. Causing both Xuanyuan and Itsumade to observe him strangely, seeing the level of control he had over said fragment.

  His reserves of spear natured spiritual energy increasing to six-percent its maximum amount. Although more than ninety-percent of the mana used to activate his Fragment Of Superbia was lost, Jon was able to recover roughly ten percent.

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  Such a thing equated to about five percent his maximum reserves of spear natured spiritual energy.

  Worms Of Envy unable to restore mana quick enough to outpace the expenditure caused by his Fragment Of Superbia. If it was not for the effects of [Morning Star] and [Evening Star] then…

  “Did you enjoy that Jonathan? Shamael is quite loyal all things considered.”

  “Too bad you did not consider just where his true loyalties truly lie.” Theodore grinned, watching as Avahni simmered at the blatant provocation. Jon on the other hand, remaining unperturbed despite raging battle still going on behind them.

  Ortlinde and Rhidian fighting against Regulus and Raflea.

  Ler Setanta swimming through the air above Itsumade and Theodore, eyes brimming with an unfathomable amount of wrathful anger. The indomitus shastasaurus trapped within an illusion, temporarily directing its rage through illusory underwater tunnels and labyrinths.

  Watching Theodore continue to smile at them, Avahni could not hold herself back any longer.

  “Why are you even doing this Theodore!? What is it that pushes you hurt others!? Why can’t you just get along with everyone!?” The green-haired woman shouted, stepping further away from Shamael, heads still trying to chomp down on herself and Ru Luan Di.

  Theodore shrugging his shoulders at her in response.

  “Because I can, I suppose.”

  “Because I don’t particularly care about empathy or the emotions of others. I am capable of comprehending such feelings or states of mind, but at the end of the day choose to ignore them in the face of my own entertainment and desires.”

  “I do what I do because I can.”

  “There is no complex reasoning behind it.”

  “I just do it.”

  Jon furrowing his brows and Avahni scrunching up her face in disgust, hearing the answer that Theodore gave her. Stomach churning as the taste of bile filled her mouth, physically reeling in response to Theodore’s words.

  Furfur-Gale Heart pounding within her chest, alongside her Dumah-Cinder Spirit and Marchosias-Gale Marrow. Her Source, the very centre of her existence conceptually disagreeing with the viewpoint that Theodore presented.

  Tierra-Earth Physique, Astrape-Lightning Nerves and Asherah-Shamrock Hair all twisting themselves within her respective Mana Cores. Her Title, Imaginary Princess Of The Round Table surging within her greater Source, alongside the Title which she had saved for her Memento Source Item.

  [Avahni Rudras; Magician Of The Tearful Mutation].

  “… If that is the answer you are willing to give me, them I am afraid I have no choice.” She muttered.

  Metzli expanding itself to encompass more than just her shadow. The Shade-Seeking Shield Moss exposing a radiant white cube that that it had enveloped itself around. Theodore’s eyes widening, seeing the familiar sight of a Memento Source Item sitting softly within her hands.

  “Setanta!” He shouted, releasing the indomitus shastasaurus from his illusory prison, gesturing towards Avahni and directing his rage and anger straight at her.

  The Voracious Swarm Mother had not yet been killed, meaning that the System Acknowledged Achievement, Title Fragments and Memento Source Item within it had yet to be claimed. The Vessel Of The Metallic Mountain on the other hand-.

  A Fragment Of Rebirth, Summon Mana Core and Mortal Ranked Life-Tree appearing in front of her, several System notifications simultaneously appearing all over her vision. Her eyes softening as she glanced towards Ru Luan Di beside her, shaking her head as the little ginseng king realized what she was about to do.

  “Avahni you must not! If you ascend here and now then-.”

  “Do you trust me Jon?” Her voice interrupting the Liver Of The Ginseng King, glancing in the direction of the chalk-armoured figure before her. Lips curling up into a smile as she watched him nod, not hesitating for a single moment before responding.

  “With my life.” Jon said.

  Avahni nodded her head before retrieving one last fragment from within the Black-Earth Swamp-Water Cypress. Her Title effects able to borrow his abilities.

  Fragment Of “Immortal” discovered.

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  Avahni accepted all of the system integration notices, even as the Incarnation Of The Hunt thrust itself towards her. Ink Shadow Incarnation crashing against Hades-Draconian Shadow as Jon hurled his Carcosa-Form Horror-infused spear towards the indomitus shastasaurus.

  Theodore releasing his grasp over the Legionnaire Of Virtuous Pestilence as he manifested both the Rose-Fire Knife and Luminous-Scarlet Knife in each hand. Fragment Of Slash dual-casted as both his summoned weapons gleamed with a violent knife natured spiritual energy.

  “Itsumade!”

  The Quiet Death Of Light And Virtue pushing through his wounds, charging towards Avahni without regard for the debuffs that corroded his flesh and mind. Setanta, Itsumade, and Theodore all rushing to strike Avahni in order to prevent her from-.

  [Imperial Wood Art; Towering Tree Barrier].

  All of his wood natured spiritual energy expended at once, as hundreds of unfathomably large trees manifested themselves all around Jon. A literal forest of trees, leaves and wooden barriers restricting the movements of his three opponents.

  His Wood Mana Core growing inert as his Archetype Twinleaf dissipated, annihilated due to his lack of spiritual energy. Despite this, Jon could not help but crack a small smile, even as his head pounded at the overexertion of his Fragment Of Barrier.

  Wood Mana Core devoid of spiritual energy. Spear Mana Core growing infinitesimally close to running out of spiritual energy. Weave Mana Core, Knowledge Mana Core and Ice Mana Core possessing less than a third of their maximum reserves.

  Worms Of Envy unable to regenerate his spiritual energy fast enough to match his mana expenditure. Despite knowing that his opponent more than likely possessed more than ninety percent of all his mana, Jon did not feel even the faintest bit worried.

  The birth of Athirat; Tree Of Mutative Rebirth announced the second coming of Grendel, Lenatus and Acalan as their forms manifested beside their master and summoner. Each overflowing with a potent summon natured spiritual energy.

  ‘We’ve won.’ Jon thought to himself.

  As the light of ascension bloomed out from behind him.

  Accompanied by hundreds of thousands of cracks rippling outwards across the outer layer of the small realm.

  Bird-type mutative beasts taking to the skies, feeling the subtle shifting of the earth beneath their feet. Fish-type creatures swimming further and further away from the depths of the small realm, trying their best to avoid the corruption of external forces.

  Eyes focused on the direction of a certain green-haired woman. Towards her Source and the concepts contained within.

  Surging green.

  Violent transformations.

  And blossoming desires extending their tendrils closer towards the System Introduction.