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It’s been three days since I successfully captured the egg and it has remained sturdy against my essence. Every four hours I have been putting fifteen percent essence on the essence I already have on it. So right now I have something like ninety percent of my essence storage amount concentrating on the egg.

The ants gave up on digging to the egg so now they are back to normal caring for their eggs. The number of eggs have actually increased since I expanded my influence to see more. I believe that the entire hallway is used to store eggs and I only have a small part of it. But now my influence is no longer a perfect sphere and its making me cringe. I’ll start acquiring more sand as I break this egg.

I take a look at the ants thinking how does the egg become that? Because the things that hatch look nothing like them. Do they have to grow? And if they grow does that mean they need food. Because I don’t think something can completely live off essence. Yes essence gives them energy but a living being needs substance to form a body and repair itself. I’m zoning out again.

I think I have spent way to much time alone. I keep on going from one topic to the next without much thought.

I wish I had someone to talk to. It will make mylife a lot better. Maybe something with a different affinity so we can help each other. Yeah that would be nice.

I return to cultivating.

…….

[Third Person View]

“DIE YOU WITCH.” A heavily armor woman blast a water stream onto a giant flame. Inside the flame is a woman. No the woman is the flames every fiber of her being is flame.

“Never!” The woman screams viscously evaporating the water instantly. Around the flame woman is an army of people dressed in battle gear. Mostly water and earth users.

“You shall fall here flame nymph,” I tall warrior states his giant two handed blade in his hands. He is the leader of this band of soldiers. Their mission is to kill the fire nymph.”Earth users!” He yells pointing his blade.”Gage her!”

The earth begins to move rapidly making a giant wall around the nymph. She blast fire melting the outer wall, but it does not stop it.

“Water users drown her!” A ocean of water rushes in the wall. Steam is created instantly chasing a small explosion, but it does not stop the water is endless. Soon the water has filled the wall like a cup.

“Did we get her.” Someone in the formation ask.

“Keep in formation,” the leader says approaching the wall cautiously. He waits for a few moments then he rest his hand on the stone. He jerks his hand back a sizzling sound echos. The smell of burnt flesh washes over the few standing near. He waits for few moments before giving his word.

He turns to his soldiers sticking his sword into the ground and pulling off his helmet. His face covered in soot has a beaming smile.

“We got the witch.”

His people roar with pride.

“Now that this terror has been slain we shall restore order to this-.” He never finishes.

A blast a fire erupts exploding the wall.

Giant rock shrapnel flings outward killing many of the soldiers.

“GET BACK INTO FORMATION!”

The heavily armored woman takes control getting the remaining troops back into the battle.

“EARTH USER'S CREATE A SHIELD! WATER USERS KEEP THE FLAMES AWAY!” The remaining soldiers from around the new leader. They use they’re combine power to form a dome over themselves with the water users spraying water to keep the heat down.

“You foolish humans mere water and dirt can never defeat me.” The woman struts to the dome swagerly. Her flaming hair making twirls in the air. She stops in front of the dome leaning towards it whispering.

“Don’t worry I’ll take my time with you unlike your little captain. I’ll make you feel my flames before you die.” She grins evilly raising her arm above her head. A swirling ball of flames forms at the tip of her fingers growing to the size of a giant boulder.

“On the second thought I would just rather see you burn.” She slams the fire ball onto the dome vaporizing it in seconds. She steps into its wreckage examining the charred remains. But…. her bright red eyes narrow. There isn’t even any dust.

“AHHHHHH!” The rock beneath her explodes upward a geyser of rocky water engulfs her body. Eight orbs of water form around the geyser. They rush around distinguishing the flames.

“YOU SHALL DIE HERE!” The woman jumps using the geysers momentum to carry her, her sword drawn straight with her body. She tackles the flame nymph who is stuck in the geysers turbulent waters. The flame nymph grabs the woman by the neck trying to boil her in the water. The woman users her sword to stab the flame nymph but it burns on contact melting into the water.

“If you want to have your way with me you should have just asked.” The flame nymph kisses the woman sticking her tongue in her. The woman bites hard causing Bayle to jerk her head back. Bayle smiles her flame teeth shining brightly within the water.

“Well if you want it rough I’ll give it to you too.” She grabs the woman feeling her up. The woman headbutts hard enough for the nymph to feel it.

“GO TO HELL WITCH.” The woman screams in the water.

“Already here.” She laughs hysterically.”Come on is that the best threat you ….have?” Blood like napalm drips from her mouth. She looks down, the woman has used her own arm as a sword piercing completely through her body. Flames burn the woman's arm viciously, but she does not show pain her eyes backed by resolve.

“No you haven’t.” The geyser stops, for a brief second the flame nymph and the women are floating in air, but gravity brings them down with its harsh rule. They land with a thud separating. The remaining soldiers grab the woman putting out the flames that are savenging her arm. The flame nymph breathes deeply her life distinguishing before her eyes.

“No,” she says rolling onto her stomach,”I will not die like this.” Some of the soldiers charge at her weakened state but she throws fire at them keeping then away. Flames dimly coat her body her once long hair now almost completely gone. She looks at the soldiers and the woman who has put her in this state.

Determination fills her. The proud flame nymph stands herself blood flowing from her wound like the geyser.

“You may have injured me,” she says pointing to the woman,”but I will return.” She gathers her last bits of strength and launches herself to the sky streaking like a star.