My Servant System

The Caliph shot towards me like a meteor behind that storm of lightning bolts, each one ripping into the brick and sending a shower of pebbles and small shards of glass into the air that just gave the mana empowered electricity more things to jump on.

Each spark flooded the air with heat and that sickly sweet scent of ozone, and while I tended to have a rather nostalgic and welcomed reaction to it thanks to Mother Ria, now was definitely not one of those times as I thickened the ice in front of me and opened up the back, though not before I drew the runes needed for an incredibly simple spell.

Using the ice in front of me as a springboard, I summoned a large amount of Wind Mana into my fingertips and shouted "[Backdraft]!", letting all of the mana explode out of my hands and push against the ice to send me flying backwards at a high speed.

Repeating the same incantation and shooting myself off to the side, I avoided the storm and caught the Caliph by surprise as I raised my hand and created yet another set of runes before muttering "[Chione's Arrows]!"

Unleashing the barrage of ice arrows at the man, I continued to move around as I left the spell where it was, using it to cordon off part of the 'arena' we were dropped into and give me a little more to work with as I bought myself another handful of seconds.

His hammer was being used as a shield as he spun it around to deflect the barrage of arrows, though that caused each of them to shatter against the metal and begin coating it in frost, while the various shards that he created streaked towards his armor and plinked against it, scoring small gashes in the metal and spreading even more frost.

As I continued to move around the arena, the Caliph was forced to make his own decisions as quickly as he could manage while watching me from afar, his hammer slowing him down while his various enchanted pieces of jewelry were either ineffective at long range or were being held onto until he absolutely needed them?

That uncertainty that those items brought were already beginning to show their worth as I had to fight around the idea of them being used sometime soon, so as I cast another spell from range I ensured that it was a spell that didn't need too much mana just in case I needed to perform more maneuvers to avoid a supercharged lightning storm again.

Though on that same vein, as I relocated myself once more and put a good amount of distance between us, I was tempted to attempt a risky move that would be hard for him to defend against; if I activated the helix on my sword, amplified my speed with my Wind Cloak, and shot myself straight at him with that explosive boost I could probably catch him off guard and deal severe damage all in one fell swoop.

Maybe even end the fight immediately if he didn't have the ability to react in time nor activate his enchanted items... all of that would be the reward and the risk for such a maneuver, and as I sent a lance hurtling towards his face I just had to weight it in my mind even as I kept moving around, not letting him get his feet settled nor find a moment to breathe as I reversed the fight just a little.

Jahi Pov

The sudden 'loss' of Kat's presence nearby almost sent a dark pulse of anxiety and anger throughout my mind, causing my swing to be just off target by a little bit, though all that meant for the cultist in front of me was that the top of his head was now lying on the floor instead of his entire head.

He was dead either way, so the result wasn't anything bad, but the affect on my mental state as I took a more defensive posture was certainly bad, since I was more focused on finding where she had been taken to.

This was something that shouldn't have ever happened again, and while my relief was somewhat soothing since she was still within the city and relatively nearby, that relief was instantly doused by the realization of how she had gotten from here to there.

That Fiend from before... the one that could teleport and the one who had displayed such frightening prowess in my only interaction with it; that was how she had mysteriously gotten so far away so quickly, it had to have been.

And considering the fear, determination and wariness that Kat was feeling right now, it had to mean that there was something else going on there as well, something besides just the Fiend being there to kill her and deal a blow to our combined efforts to eradicate the rest of the cultists.

That was what was gnawing away at my mind as I planted my feet and blocked the attacks of the remaining cultists around me, redirecting my energy towards thinking as I continued to feel out the tether between Kat and I, while also monitoring her emotions.

The sudden drop of fear that was replaced by even more determination gave me a little relief, but still I felt the urge to push these enemies away and rush towards her right now, though as if she could sense that - and as if she already knew what was happening - the Sultana appeared nearby almost like she had the same ability as the Fiend I was worried about.

"Don't. Keep going forwards, and trust in your mate's hidden Fiend; losing her wouldn't be beneficial to that Arch Fiend, so she won't let her be lost. Focus yourself on this and push forwards."

That was all she said before she vanished, leaving me alone to grit my teeth and wonder if I really should heed her words and pray that Sla'Caligo is logical like that or if I should take this matter into my own hands...

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