Chapter 55- Mariam vs Darell FINALE

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The bright smiles from the audience and the cries of excitement completely filled the arena in a euphoric atmosphere as the loud clanging of metal against metal echoed. The sun had begun to descend while dark clouds hid its brilliant rays from the people. Time was ticking, and with it, the battle was concluding. A loud clunk echoed as the two demi-humans retreated a safe distance away from each other. "...This is getting boring..." Darell muttered as he panted lightly. Time was running quickly, but it seemed they had not yet reached a conclusion in their battle. Two of the torsos were halved, and three of his weapons were destroyed. "....." Mariam stared at him in silence. Her aura had changed. She had transformed from a naive girl to a warrior princess, which was evident as she held her trident with grace. "....I haven't seen you use the harp yet," she said, noticing how the torso that held the harp had remained unarmed during their continuous encounter. "..." He scoffed as his lips curled into a grin. "Nice of you to notice..." The torso suddenly moved in a bizarre manner as it played a single tune from the harp. A bright green light emitted from his body, and his wounds began to heal at a rapid rate. "..." Mariam stared in disbelief. It may have seemed that they were equal in abilities at first, but upon closer observation, it was clear where Darell lacked compared to her. He seemed more exhausted than she was, and she seemed full of life compared to him, but this... this completely tipped the scales to Darell's side. 'Not just his mana, but the torsos too that I destroyed are regenerating.' She scoffed as a bitter smile crossed her lips. "Tell me. What sort of technique have the elves been hiding from us?" she asked with a raised brow. The elves were known for their connection to spirits and nature, but never for their bizarre techniques. "...It was you people that assumed.... We elves like to achieve greatness through our abilities as well," he said with a smirk as he took a step forward, invigorated by new energy. "Years ago, a prince of the past king of the elves with destruction attributes decided that he needed something more to stand out from the others. Elves are naturally gifted at something, regardless of what it is." "...True..." Mariam replied, swinging her trident around as she took deep breaths at the same time. The inevitable was anticipated, and she didn't wish to be a second too late. "Then? What do you think he did?" he muttered, with a haughty tone. "Prince Krimson was his name. He wanted to make use of the five heavenly weapons granted to us by the goddess of nature: the sword that brings down evil, the spear that stabs the darkness, the arrows that shoot through the shadows of life, the harp that brings life and the mage's staff that commands the power of the goddess." "...I see... and this monstrosity was created..." Mariam said as her gaze followed every movement of Darell as he closed the distance between them. "Yes. The 5 Golden Weapon Body... each with its own essence." His presence suddenly disappeared from her radar, sending high alerts to her brain as she suddenly pulled her trident up, blocking an incoming sword attack from Darell above. '...When did he?!' she thought to herself when he suddenly disappeared again. Her eyes began to rotate vertically as she searched for his next appearance, locating it almost in an instant. She grabbed her trident and struck the series of incoming arrows when she heard a loud seething noise like a rushing volcano. The water had begun to rotate with her trident, and the power that swelled up began to increase steadily, causing sonic explosions and creating a deep crater below her. "Twirl Strike." She swung her trident with speed and might, causing an eruption of explosions that would have blown a duplex off its foundation within seconds. It projected towards Darell before he could make sense of what to do next, and a loud explosion occurred as it collided with his dome. BOOM! It struck, twirling ferociously as it attempted to permeate through the dome to get to him. "This bitch till the very end!" he cried out in annoyance as more domes protected him within the dome he had once created. It struck each of them one after the other, with almighty force and an unrepelled urge to go further. Darell could tell that this was going to be the end if he did not attempt something else. 'Why?! Why did the mermaids not show this power all this time?' he thought to himself as he stretched his arms forward, and all five torsos followed after him. "...Well... every clan has something to hide. To protect themselves when necessary." And ironically enough, so did the elves. "Spirit Elf Magic, Chapter 8." A grimoire suddenly appeared, and all five weapons floated above his head. "...Wind Superposition." The grimoire made a noise. An evident noise. Like a loud screech or the echo of the wind or the tremors of thunder. No one was sure what it was, but it took control over the arena in a single sweep. A wind so strong that it completely blew the ground roots of the arena immediately upon being called upon. The lights dimmed and disappeared, and a wild green wind shook the arena with might. The water had been blown away, causing deep cracks in the walls of the arena. The audience section had taken cover, and the dome protecting them was fortified. The wind continued to blow its might, crying out ferociously in the setting sun. Time was ticking, and a winner was soon to be acknowledged.

Chapter 55- Mariam vs Darell FINALE

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