Chapter 83: Tempest (1) (Teaser)
Amidst the chaos, Epherene drifted through the devastation, guided by Rohakan’s firm grip. Her gaze was empty as she took in the relentless bombardment, the crumbling buildings, and the destruction wrought by the explosions.
“Why…?” Epherene asked.
"You can’t look for reason in the actions of madmen. It’s just their insanity," Rohakan replied.
Crack—!
Rohakan employed his magic to stop a statue from collapsing, using Telekinesis to steady it. However, his efforts lacked the precision of Deculein's work.
“Hmm. I can’t manage it as cleanly as he does,” Rohakan chuckled, then used his magic to purify the area.
Snap—!
With a snap of his fingers, the debris disintegrated into dust, the explosion faded away, and the flames ascended into the sky.
“What just happened?”
“I call it Elementalization. It reduces processed matter to its simplest form. You won’t find this in any textbooks.”
“Wow,” Epherene muttered in awe, blinking as she realized they were no longer in the city. “... Where are we now? Did you teleport us?”
They stood on a hill, far removed from the square that had shifted from a scene of celebration to one of horror. Before them, a tranquil cottage awaited. Rohakan smiled softly and took a deep breath.
"It's been a while since I've displayed my magic for young talent," Rohakan said, gathering his power as he held a branch from the World Tree—a branch Epherene recognized from before.
Boom—!
Rohakan struck the ground with the branch, unleashing a wave of magic that rippled through the land. The grand spell, Flow of Purification, swiftly cleared the square of the dense demonic energy.
“That should be enough for them to take care of the rest.”
"Y-yes. I’ll be on my way now—"
"After casting that grand spell, I've worked up an appetite. Epherene, would you care for some meat? I caught something just last night," Rohakan offered.
"... Meat?" Epherene repeated, her tone laced with suspicion.
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“Nom nom!”
She chewed slowly, appreciating the simple, earthy flavor of the meat. It lacked the sophistication of Roahawk’s fare, but its rustic freshness had its own charm.
“This is delicious. If even I like it, it must be good…” Epherene remarked.
“You seem to eat anything, don’t you?” Rohakan commented, as he bustled about the small cottage.
“No I don’t.”
“Speaking of which, where’s your friend? Wasn’t...
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