Supreme Magus

to let me spend more time with my family and not sending me on more missions until I had improved my skills! ”

”Don't be a Lith and listen until the end before complaining! ” Faluel's words made everyone laugh, Protector included.
”It would be a simple matter of two days tops.
Also, I'm not breaking our deal since you won't work for me this time.

”Ajatar the Drake has requested my help and I couldn't refuse after all he did for me. ”

”What's the matter? ” Quylla asked.

”He has only one disciple and he's afraid that Morok alone might not be enough.
On top of that, Ajatar is worried that Morok's father, Glemos might make a move the moment our Tyrant friend is far away enough. ” Faluel said.

”Is he using us as helpers or as bait? ” Nalrond asked.

”Both.
Ajatar and I will be ready to intervene since one of us might not be enough to face an Awakened as strong and old as Glemos. ” Faluel said.

”At the same time, however, we must make sure that he's really lurking around Ajatar's territory.
That's why he needs our help.
If Glemos has left, then you'll just be Morok's backup.

”If he's still around, however, your task is to buy enough time until we arrive. ”

”You can count on me. ” Quylla said while burning with anger.

Morok's father had put him in the same situation Deirus had forced upon her for months.
The Tyrant was a prisoner of his own home, fearing that his estranged parent might snatch him away the moment he stepped in the open.

”I can use spending a bit of time with him. ” Nalrond nodded.

”Two days tops.
After that, I'll go back home, no matter if the mission is finished or not. ” Protector said as the memory of his children asking him who he was made him shudder.

It had just been a horrible prank that Selia had arranged back when he had returned from his last autumn mission to teach him a lesson.
Yet the kids had played their role so well and made the charade last long enough that it didn't hurt any less than if it was real.

”Are you sure that Quylla can come with us? ” Nalrond asked.
”She has recently gone through some bad stuff and she's the weakest among us. ”

”Thanks for asking. ” Quylla unleashed Bloodbind, the mystical Adamant chains that Orion had crafted for her.

They darted from her sleeves faster than a snake, wrapping around Nalrond before he had the time to shapeshift.
When he tried to switch bodies, the chains were already so tight that they almost crushed his expanding ribs.

On top of that, Quylla needed but a thought to slam him left and right on the ground like a dirty rug.
The strength behind the chains came from their enchantments and was fueled by her core, not her muscles.

”Okay, I give up. ” Nalrond said the moment he felt her darkness spell traveling through Bloodbind and seeping directly inside his body.

”I may be weak, but I'm almost a true mage. ” Quylla said.
”I already mastered fusion magic and all spells up to tier three.
On top of that, the equipment that my Dad made for me is state-of-the-art Royal Forgemastering. ”

Two metal wings came out of her back, allowing her to fly without the need for magic and revealing her clothes to actually be the latest version of Orion's Featherwalker armor.

”Human Rangers like Acala have single-handedly dealt with missions like that for centuries now and even if I lack their physical prowess, my artifacts more than make up for it. ”

”Indeed. ” Nalrond sighed in envy as his clothes ripping from a simple love tap revealed to be nothing but regular clothes.