Nathan

Year 2850 | Month 9 | Day 4

Almost immediately I feel a strange pressing sensation all across my body. Like everything suddenly became harder to move. Like my mana grew sluggish and my muscles heavier.

‘Suppression magic,’ Incendia says without any hesitation, making me nod my head as I find the baron standing with his hands in his pockets and a very large magic circle behind him. One filled with scripts going through it faster than I can read them.

But his spell is obviously only affecting me as all of the twenty thousand or so soldiers are rushing at us without slowing down in the slightest.

I spread both of my arms out and begin forming a large spell circle of my own behind me, along with two more to my sides. And after filling in the spell circles to my sides, making black flames begin dancing across my skin and clothes just barely not touching my clothes or skin in the process, I begin filling in the large one.

No time like the present for some experimentation on my new spell. With some added measures just to make sure.

And in an instant, a large wall of black flames shoots up around me, drawing in all of the air in the surroundings before flaring outwards, ignoring the people and flora to devour more air. Then I raise my arm, giving Incendia a push off of me to fly up into the air before she sends out a large amount of black flames that forms a large dome around me and a portion of the enemy soldiers.

The enemy soldiers look frightened and worried at first about what’s going on, but when they realize our attacks aren’t hurting them, they push forwards until they’re almost on me, firing their rifles and other guns along the way.

Only a few of them seem to notice how difficult it is starting to be to breathe.

Soon enough the enemies reach me, all panting in exhaustion already because of the rising heat in this little dome. But I completely ignore them as they cut into me with their swords and even more guns. Killing quite a few of their own in the process thanks to my death flame barrier spells.

The only thing I find particularly annoying right now is that the suppression of that baron’s spell seems to be growing stronger, making it harder to keep up my own spell.

It doesn’t seem to be affecting my healing in the slightest though, so there’s that.

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Guess even suppression magic doesn’t affect my condition.

Not that I expected it to.

Anyways, I continue ignoring the enemy soldiers attacks – there being around one and a half thousand of them in the dome – until they finally run out of air in the dome and begin collapsing. With many of them reaching for their remotes to contact the soldiers on the outside of the dome.

Which obviously doesn’t work when they are out of air and can’t talk.

Eventually the dome is left in silence, and I cancel my spells. And Incendia does the same before flying down as the dome collapses to land on my shoulder again.

Once the dome is fully gone, the two of us along with the thousand five hundred corpses are all revealed to the rest of the army and the baron. But they’re also revealed to me, along with the feeble attempts they were making to break down the dome that awkwardly ended when it just vanished on them.

‘How much mana did that cost?’ I ask Incendia as I take in the shocked and fearful looks sent our way by the soldiers. Not to mention the surprised look on the baron’s face.

‘I can do that a dozen more times,’ she answers, surprising me with how much her mana has grown again.

‘In that case, let’s see what happens next,’ I tell her while focusing on the baron. ‘It all depends on what the baron does.’

I feel her sending a wave of agreement through our bond before she too focuses on the man.

The baron seems to go through a wave of emotions including his initial surprise, some anger, then mere irritation. And finally he settles on something that looks like smugness.

Probably thinks I’m running low on mana or something.

Then I feel the suppression growing twofold. To the point that my knees wobble and I almost drop down to a kneeling position. Meanwhile it feels a lot harder to direct my mana.

Well if there’s one thing I’m learning from this battle, it’s that suppression magic is annoying as hell.

The baron quickly waves his hand again, sending the army forwards with more forces than the last time, making me realize the first attack was just a test. But just like the last push, I raise my arm to give Incendia a push into the air while activating my spells. This time focusing on just making a barrier around my head to block them from cutting through my brain. Seeing as that would stop my spell. What with no one to direct it.

My only real weakness in combat.

Which isn’t even much of a weakness since it just means I can’t attack back or use spells during the time my head’s regenerating.

And after setting up the barrier, I quickly use my spell again to devour the oxygen in the area. Oxygen that hadn’t even fully replenished in the first place.

Meanwhile I see the baron’s forces all shooting at Incendia as she flies into the sky, looking a little sluggish herself. Probably under the same suppression magic effects as I am.

But she still reaches her position and activates another dome right as the enemies all reach me, leaving nearly five thousand in the dome this time.

And just like the last time, we end up suffocating the force of enemies.

Unlike the last time though, I find that it costs a lot more mana to do so now.

Then, when we finish, I finally collapse to my knees, the baron’s suppression growing too powerful.

Even Incendia has to fall down to land on the ground, not even making it to my shoulder.

But I still raise my head to glare at the baron, who also looks rather pissed.

Probably because I’ve massacred almost half his army by now.

What will you do now, I wonder?