Master Of None

2072  2072. Instincts

As the Genensi forces took to the water, Remey found herself being held tightening along with Barr in the Talons of Ventus. She had never imagined that she would be taking this route. Separating from the party right away and having to meet up with them. However, something in her gut had told her that she had to. That she needed to take this route or else she would regret it. While most people would not follow their instincts, she did. Ever since she had become a dragon soul, she could not really grasp every little new detail. She was still discovering very many things about her new state of being. Besides the mana, she found that she didn't really get as hungry as she used to. The mana that she absorbed was just as nourishing at times. Especially when Ignus assisted her in condensing a purer fire mana for her to use. But besides that, she felt the smaller changes in the manas around her. She also found that she reacted better to the things going on around her because of them. When performing some potion making basics, she found that she had started tion tweak her techniques without thinking. She wasn't aware of this until she had started to learn from the natural alchemist directly. It had been pointed out how she was already influencing herself to better heat the herbs even with using cauldrons. This had allowed Remey to grapes a lot more of what she had wished to be able to do. The high tier mana and health potions were easily half as difficult. That made her realize that she could most likely accomplish grand potions at a staggeringly higher rate than before. Something that would be stunning to the other alchemists. Furthermore, she found that when the waves changed or the ship passed through wind, that she picked up on it before feeling it physically. It was something that Ignus had been amazed by and wondered how it influenced her battle style. That was how she had ended up having a small sparring match with him. The amazing acts just grew from there. As Remey knew that she didn't have the pure physical strength compared to Ignus, a dominator dragon, she knew that she was tough in her own ways. Yet, as she sparred, she found that she could better counter his attacks. Use his force against him because she could innatly sense his attacks coming. Whether they were attacks that would harm her or could be deflected with the sides of her arm. Whether they were filled with mana or not. And even the general spots where he was aiming. All of her senses had been improved along with this unique intuition. That was why, when she heard that Barry wanted to tackle the last sin title holder alone, that she had to go. Her senses had screamed that she had to follow him. While Barry did not see himself as important, he was the vice adventurers guild master. He was also a well known powerful human that had made a very large legacy for himself. While many of the party had been human in some form, Barry had always been human but managed to become incredibly powerful. He was a living legend in that respect. Able to handle battles with entire hordes of monsters that threatened the farm fields. Able to handle the toughest opponents that the best adventurers struggled with. Even able to teach the younger generation important battle skills that they would need to learn so that they survived within the wilderness. Remey knew that if she let him go alone, that there would not be a favorable outcome. But before she could think even more, the wind picked up as Ventus carried them. Looking ahead, there were corrupted undead angels blocking their path. Their partially decayed wings making it a wonder that they could fly. They damaged spears and swords making it simply pathetic that they thought that could harm Ventus and her dragon scales. When they even neared Ventus, powerful wind blades would shoot out and half the corrupted angels in to pieces. But they clearly were not done. Their bodies were already repairing themselves as they fell through the air. Some of them had enough corrupted mana to even gather themselves before they hit the ground at all. Even with Ignus breathing out flames, he was finding that they were returning themselves from ashes at an astonishing rate. These corrupted undead had been brought back a more powerful being. The demon lord had been able to do much worse with them than that undead mummy. Rmeey wanted to fight them, but knew that if she took to the sky using the fire mana wings she could create to atack and fly, she would be at a massive disadvantage. The sky was not her innate strength. She was still not that acclimated to her own body and form. Regardless, the undead corrupted monsters were being pushed out of the way. That was until a guttural roar filled with the scent of decay erupted from nearby. The monster that they spotted was one that Remey knew lived on the Sigil continent. That the party had not seen but she had been described it since it was so rare.

"That's the sky bear. It's a feathered bear that can fly and attack with powerful wind mana. It uses that wind mana to make claws and even fangs that slash like wind blades." Barry nodded his head. He had also heard of it but Remey clearly had more knowledge. The feathers were stained from their normal gray and white to a deep brown and black. All due to its decaying and corrupted state. However, it was still weidling wind mana trying to slash out with wind claws at Ventus. A poor choice, but it happened anyways. The size of it made this difficult though. It was a sky bear. Monsters like that were known for throwing around their weight. And that's what it did. It flew through the air with the entire intention to bite Ventus or something, with its fangs covered in wind mana. The attack would have easily harmed Remey and Barry since it was using more power than it normally would. It was a monster that had lost its mind. It did not have the natural restrictions that a monster should have. Or any living being for that matter. Vnetus dodged for the first time. She had sensed another mana that Remey and also sensed at the last moment. The corrupted mana had drawn the decaying darkness mana in to a focus on the body when it used wind mana as well. This presented a very real risk to be poisoned with decaying darkness mana. It was an undead's attack, but the corrupted mana was making it more potent and powerful. Ventus had understood that the danger, while small, was still there for her. She could not accept being harmed here. She needed to keep fighting. Seeing the change in the way Vetus acted, a dark gust appeared. It was an attack from Mordant. One using the darkness breath that he had to cause damage to the body of the corrupted sy bear,.. His understanding of darkness mana and the effects it could have were immensely more complex than what the bear could do due to the corrupted mana in its body. Seeing that it was still flying though, Made Mordant and Ventus swoop forward together. Heir talons scraping out and slashing in to the rotting body of the sky bear. They could feel their own growing annoyance that these monsters appeared to be getting tougher the more that they got close to the corrupted floating city. The city itself was getting clearer though. Barry and Remey could see the ruins that were the corrupted city. They Were broken and appeared to have been destroyed even more by rampaging monsters being changed in to corrupted undead. While Remey knew that this would just slow their search for the sin title holder, Sloth, she had to admit that she did not understand why this was so important to the angels. Every single piece that survived was a remnant of a greater past. Many statues showing angels whose records were lost to time. The various different materials hidden away. And the literal bodies of their fellow angels that had taken this floating city as their final resting place.

Witnessing the city, Remey took the chance to jump free of Ventus's claws. Her eyes on the walking corrupted undead on the ruins around the corrupted floating city. She would run wild to draw out the enemy. This appeared to be the best course of action. Especially as she could tell that there were plenty that wanted off the island to be able to attack below. Where her family was fighting.  …

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