Ch.40 Dance of the Lily

The powerful explosion of a rank four spell had created a thick cloud of smoke, Q'ill knew however she had yet to forced this knight to use his last trump card, something she would fix soon.

Feeling that about sixty percent of her spell's Elemental Mana was destroyed in the clash, she saw the remaining mana scattered into firefly-like embers as they flew back to her, gathering around her weapon. She saw the Boss attempting to absorb some for itself but couldn't. It stopped trying and focused on restoring his now charcoal-like main vines.

Reacting to this mana, the flower-like weapon opens one of its six petals, the Fire Element greedily absorbed by it, that single petal seeming like a bottomless pit, slowly turned orange-red.

The smoke cloud broke apart spitting out the knight, the angel's veil had shattered like glass as some pieces still clung unto the knight's armor, falling off as he fell. The Knight's golden hair and handsome face were now full of dust and burns, barfing blood as one of his eyes was bleeding profusely.

Seeing this Q'ill smiled, knowing that she had caught him off-guard. Although his armor only had a few black spots, she knew he had taken large amounts of bodily damage to his internal organs. Lifting her hand, the flower-shaped weapon floated an inch above it, a flash of red light could be seen from inside the flower, now visible due to the unfolding of one of its petals, bringing fort a new (Pyro Ball) which she quickly tosses at the Knight.

Expecting the Knight to use that, she watched as the falling Knight brought the tip of his sword towards the wrist holden the shield, stabbing the top part of the horseshoe shape metal as it gave way, melding into the shield. Knowing that this was the last, and most powerful tool under the Churches Knight's, she prayed to the Jewels to give her the strength to overcome this alone.

The shield, which looked like it took no damage from the last Pyro ball, detaches from Avanlo's wrist, whilst its many white feathers grew rapidly turning into twenty-three golden wings. Launching another Pyro ball at him, she saw as six of the wings flew towards her first spell looking like soft silky cloth.

Reaching it in a second the flexible wings wrapped themselves around her spell, expanding like a balloon for an instant, uncoiling themselves a moment after, undamaged. The fire elements now freed, they returned to her weapon with almost no loss. The same fate came to her second spell, while the knight had finally stabilized in the air.

With a new Angel's veil, he flew back up to eye level with the fairy, activating his shoulder guard's enchantment. The golden sun imprint on his metal hood started to glow blindingly, a large amount of his blessing power gathered behind him, giving him the appearance of an angel descending from the sky.

The energy, in the shape of a sun, flowed like a golden river into all his wounds while giving out a warm and soothing feeling. The sight was not unlike a cloud of shining pollen flying in the wind. Fully healed, he lifted his fully awakened Srop Gfziwrzm, the many soft watery ribbons in the shape of angel wings moved toward the dam fairy.

He could not understand how it could still fight, even though he was not a mage and therefore couldn't sense the elements, he can still feel the life aura in her tiny body has not diminished a single bit. Casting a Hi-mage Spell, even with the aid of a weapon, would still need a source of mana to pull from, where is she getting this mana?

The weapon's many wings blocked her escaping figure, as the Fairy cast more Pyro balls into the larger cluster preventing them from surrounding her. Yet her Life Aura did not drop a single bit, feeling his own Blessing power being drained at a horrendous speed, he needed to end this fight soon.

Q'ill did everything in her power to drag this fight, the longer this took the more likely this Knockoff-Knight would swallow his pride and leave, especially since he no longer had an audience. As a Knight, he should be happy that so many mages died and some of the soldiers survive.

That rank three mage would not dare to silence them, and they would bring tales of his honor and strength, bringing fame to the Church. She just needs to hold on, hold on! Looking back at the silky cloth-like wings, she shivered in fear, she knew too well what that seemingly harmless weapon could do to her.

Casting her fifth Pyro ball at the wings blocking her path, she suddenly saw them glowing brightly. Her face turned pale, she had seen this before from the Knights who were giving their all on the battlefield, she did not understand why this Knight would overdraft his Blessing energy to force his weapon to go all out, why would he fight so desperately?

In an instant, all the wings turn into shining whips of gold light, their speed increasing several times as they went around the spell aiming at all her vital spots and escape routes. In her moment of life and death, her trained body instinctually used (Blood Ignition) as her tiny frame grew two sizes over, turning her pinkish complexion red, steam coming out of her entire body.

Moving at a speed akin to teleportation, she managed to dodge the attack with only some bloody gashes on her legs. Twenty of the wings continued to chase her and the remainder aimed at the boss. Seeing this with her now blood-covered eyes, after using a self-harming escape skill, she flew on top of the boss's head with the remaining skill time.

Seeing this Avanlo had a big smile on his face, he can finally kill this pest and finish his mission. "Any last words Fairy?" Q'ill looked up as her body shrank back to her normal sides, bleeding from her every orifice. With a sweet smile full of blood she said, "look behind you."

"What pathetic last..." widening his eyes, he senses a quickly approaching life aura inches from his back. Turning around he saw a Pyro Ball too close for him to dodge, swinging his blade upwards in a last-ditch effort to protect himself, the spell exploded into the hastily created wall of silk.

"Boooooooooooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmm!!'

Coughing blood, Q'ill saw this with a smile on her lips. Looking down on the boss, she was pleasantly surprised to see it had almost healed its corona, however, her bloody eyes widen in surprise when she felt the Knight's Blessing power inside the boss. Although she could not understand how It managed to absorb the power of Faith, she would not complain seeing how fast it healed with it.

The many whips of golden light dimmed, returning to their wing shape, "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Screaming in pain and frustration, the smoke cloud was dispersed by a golden sun. The figure inside had his non-sword-wielding hand go limp, completely drenched in blood. Half his angel's veil was once again destroyed, small cracks could be seen on his white and gold armor this time.

Q'ill finally felt the Knight's immense aura drop to a level she could handle, not that her current state would allow her to do much more. Activating her weapon one more time another Pyro ball was shot towards the Knight. Avanlos blood-shot eyes burned in fury, swinging his weapon at the spell, all the ribbon-like wings straightened, becoming a giant finger-thick sword in the shape of a wing.

Cutting the spell in half, it exploded a second after, returning to their silky state, he swings the weapon blowing the smoke cloud away as he stared at the fairy. Expecting her to be shivering in fear he was instead shocked at what he saw. That flower shape weapon had now opened its last petal absorbing the fire mana dissipating from the destroyed spell, revealing something familiar.

Crowning the middle of the now fully open lily-shape weapon, was a red glowing jewel whose extremities shone in rainbow light patterns. He remembers seeing this jewel from... somewhere? Then he remembers! One of the jewels that adorn the Holy Pope's Crown looks just like this, only it was golden with rainbow patterns.

If his holiness deems fit to wear this jewel on the Holy Crown Relic, it can only be a great treasure, smirking he said, "I would never have guessed you have such a valuable jewel on you, I will gladly take it." As the [Dawn of the Sun] blessing restored his body anew, he was calculating how much longer he can use Srop Gfziwrzm before he had to stop.

Seeing that his Blessing Power was only about thirty percent, he should still be able to use it for another minute in combat. Looking back at the Fairy he said, "I suggest you hand over that weapon and ill make your death quick and painless." Hearing this Q'ill turned her eyes away from the fully open weapon, "you want it? He-he, then. TAKE IT!"

She tosses the flower in the air as it flew as she willed it, the jewel inside suddenly shined in red light with a rainbow tint. Seeing the actions of the Fairy Avanlo was not gonna let her do any more tricks, swinging his weapon at the flower that was giving out a dangerous aura, twenty of the wings went to intercept it, as the remaining wings targeted the Fairy and Boss.

The lily shape weapon started to spin, turning into a flower-shaped whirlpool of Fire Elemental Mana, small and delicate-looking petals flew off the whirlpool seeming like they would burst at the slightest touch. One turn to too, too turned into four, four turned into eight, this continued till thousands upon thousands flooded the ceiling of the boss room

Seeing all of this Avanlo quickly over-drafted his Blessing power increasing his weapons speed, as it rushed back to him in golden splendor, wrapping around his whole body like a wing cocoon as the literal sea of petals drowned him, smashing him into the ground.

With a bloody grin Q'ill laughs her worries away, "my sweet child, this is as far as I can go. Your boss is now fully recovered, and I have weakened this clingy bastard to the best of my ability. If I live or die next, know that you are always in my heart." She took a look at the waterfall of exploding petals creating a crater with satisfaction.

Knowing that this skill was more useful in killing large numbers of weak invaders and not a single powerful one, she did not have any illusion of killing the Knight, but she can keep him here with her for a while. Looking at the spinning whirlpool of elements she remembers the explanation Malpetios gave her about her weapon.

(Pyrovine Orb): A magic focus covered in fire-infused vines, resembling a lily's flower bud. Created by using a prismatic mana stone, as well as the modified vines of a variant King Lily as supporting materials.

Rank: 4 (Unique)

Attacking power: 10

Magic power: 50 (+50 Fire Element)

Defense power: 30

Magic resistance: 90 (All Elements)

Agility: 5

Mana Conductivity: 10% (Fire Element)

Special skills: Fire Brand, Blooming Flames, Fire Spring.

Fire Brand: Your life aura is deeply embedded into fire elements. The control of fire-aspected skills and spells is increased drastically, allowing them to move like your arms and legs while inside your life aura. If they leave your aura, the mana will lose connection at a slower rate, depending on the strength of your original aura.

Blooming Flames: After a (Fire Brand) spell or skill hits and collapses into its elements, the scattered elements will attempt to return and be reabsorbed by the flower-shaped vine. In each instance of the spell or skill, the flower-shape vines will open one of their petals to deposit the fire mana in it, fully blooming at six and unlocking a unique skill. (Pyrolily Dance): creates a whirlpool of fire elemental mana, casting an upgraded first circle (Fire Arrow), in the shape of flower petals, at a quarter of the cost. This effect will continue till all stored Fire Elements are depleted. 10min Cooldown. (The maximum of mana per petal is 15,000.)

Fire Spring: Using the Prismatic Mana Stone focus, you can store any Elemental Mana, converting it to Fire Elemental Mana. Casting fire spells will use the stored mana instead of the user's own. You can activate this skill to forcefully cast a 4th circle (Pyro Ball) for 15,000 Elemental Mana. Current amount 100,000/100,000.

CP: 000/100

Elemental Affinity Damage (Fire) 100/50

Elemental Resistance (Mana) 90/100

Elemental Conductivity (Fire) 10/10

[Let the ambers return to their origin, as all that burns will bow to your strength. For you are the master of flames.]

[Created by Prismatic core Malpetios]

Happy she was able to protect him with it, she was content with whatever comes next. Opening her eyes she noticed that the Knights' aura was growing at an incredible rate, even though he was still trapped under the skill, she could feel that all her efforts had disappeared.

The same powerful aura she felt at the start of their battle once again pressed down on her. Only this time she was out of tricks.