the spell circle that sam had crafted was a variation on the battle golem spell, with the original spell the body would be crafted from whatever the circle was on and the more energy injected the larger the golem would be, and the longer it would run. they lack the ability to think and follow orders to the later and very literally witch usually caused problems of there own, the bodies were a bit faster than their minds.
the variation sam used could only be used on soft materials because it made shapeshifting golems, cable of freely changing their shape at the cost of burning through there energy stores, more flexible thinking faster in general. generally that didn't come in that large of size there creates preferring smaller so they didn't gain energy burns.
Sarah barely roughed the ain't hand as all information on golems she passed moved through her mind, gaining space away from the golem cursing under her breath the entire time, before unleashing a hail of mana bullets on the golem doing temporary damage, 'that at least narrowed down the type". changing the shape of the bullets Sarah fired at the rate of a submachine gun while he chain deposited her a safe distance before following her command to find and attack sam again, a sure-fire way of defeating a golem is defeating its master.
the chain circled Sarah for a moment before for shooting upward just to meet sam, the raven rolled dispersing the force behind the chain and escaping its attempt to capturing him."I hope this isn't too much for you because I haven't had my fill yet," sam ended the sentence by throwing several vials at Sarah who learned her lesson from the cloud of foul.
when the vails crashed against the ground nothing happened, then the ground started to melt and freeze simultaneously." what the hell man", Sarah cursed seeing the vails effects not letting up the golem which was slowly moving closer to her. sam shrugged unapologetically before grabbing one end of her chain and ramming one of his knives into the links pinning it, pulling out a vial identity to the last one he poured it over the chain melting and freezing it.
"that take care of that, now what to do with you,' humming a haunting to sam searched though his backpack confident that the golem would keep his opponent busy. 'i wonder how much she's freaking out' if not for the raven's high-level self-control he would have been crackling up a storm. pulling out a 5ml vial filled with dancing yellow smoke uncorking the bottle sam took a deep breath as the smoke rose into the air, releasing the breath he blew the smoke at Sarah who was now using her fist to try and fend off the swamp soil golem.
the moment the smoke hit her face she dropped like a marionette who strings had been cut, before some incredible violent tremors reacted her body foam and spit leaking from her mouth. as her eye rolled into her skull the shapeshifting golem slowly encased her in its body. when she was comply incased the golem shifts its form to that of an iron maiden, crimson slowly began to seep into the wet soil of the golem." now just to be sure", the power of the witch core followed out causing sam's hair to grow out to waist length. plunking one of these hairs sam focuses his witch power through it turning the hair into a needle stronger than steel, there was no sound when the hair needle was flung forward.
only to be caught mid-air by a red-headed ten-year-old, well they looked that age no human ten-year-old would have the retirement to catch a witch's hair needle. there was an obvious answer, "you're the refugee for the match!"
they nodded, "the match you won after Sarah was encased in your golem", they waved their arm destroying the golem and freeing sam's opponent. they returned the hair needle before tending to Sarah by stringing rune together, closing the numerous wounds around her body except for her face, it was a form of respect that sam kept from using scarring attacks on the face, leaving no evidence save being a lighter shade of skin.
sam watched Sarah get healed before raising his sense of smell, he had knives and daggers to find, 'thank you for the idea to use a scented oil!"
'your quite welcome my lord, so did you enjoy the fight?" the helper asked already knowing the answer even before they lord cracked a smile," she was strong to bad we didn't get a chance to go all out."
"I believe the second round will give you both the chance", the referee caught the knife sam threw at them in response. jumping down from the tree they returned it along with the rest of his scattered weapons. after sheathing his weapons sam asked what he meant by the second round, "did you not read the battle format?" sam tilted his head wearing a plainly curious expression that ended quickly as it felt strange for him to display his emotion to a stranger so easily." all battle within the league can take the form of 30+ way, like the 2 out of 3 battle your fighting.
"I remember skimming that in the rule, I was more interested in knowing the restriction of fighting", the refugee blinked before telling sam to get ready for the next round before leaving the pocket dimension. laughing sam summoned his dice,' would want it to easy for you..." a pleased noise left his throat as he saw the result of the roll." demon and ribbon..you know I just realized I'm luckily these haven't fallen into the water."
reaching into his pocket and pulled out the ribbon the should not have fitted inside if it didn't break at least some laws of nature. wrapping the ribbon sam tried to feel out how much the use of witch power had affected him.' it could be worse', as though to himself promoting life to try and prove him wrong. static passed through the raven's body followed by confusion and surprise,' what's happening ?!" following that thought heat started to build, it turned his face red and his breath ragged.
' lust core,' realized as quite a bit of blood headed south, he vaguely heard the bell for the second round. gather himself for a moment sam climbed a tree blending with in the leaves to wait out whatever was happening with his fifth core. the feeling of something falling onto his leg alerted sam to the fact that he was drooling and then to the fact he was starting for something...something he could smell coming.
he was barely able to stop himself from leaping out of the tree towards what would sate the hunger,' so this becoming of the lust core...unpleasant'. after using a few tricks sam was able to calm himself and stop drooling, flicking some dagger into his hands the raven tapped the source of his demon power grunting as it refused to release its power. sighing sam poked the lust core grunting louder as another wave of heat washed over him, "fuck". then he heard the parting of air, diving out of the tree he rolled into the ground getting wet dirt on his back, stopping momentary-on his feet sam kicked himself into the air.
locking at the splashes made by the mana bullets, sam guessed their flight path before putting a tree in that path.' its her I'm smelling isn't it" he asked not expecting an answer but getting one.
'most likely my lord, would you like some asstanince?' he could her the helpers cautionly offering him some help.
'not yet, for now, I need to cool down,' groaning internally sam coated his body in mana before leaping off the tree diving into the warm and murky water of the swamp.' colder then I thought', sam complement before diving deeper until he reached the bottom where he laid down. closing his eyes he let the motion of the water flow over him eventually he zoned out and may have entered a meditative state until he lungs started to burn.
preaching the surface sam greedily took in air before his higher sense picked up danger, forcing him back under the water seeing to bullet pass by his face followed by a chain that almost caught his neck. tapping his demon core once more and not getting a negative reaction he let the power bleed from the core filling up his chest cavity and neck, his neck turned black a split in six spots on the sides.
taking a breath through his new gills sam moved more power to his hand and get turning them to there demonic form with webbing added, debated adding to his eyes but he was pushing it with his focus, 'i'm gonna have a killer headache later on". now with aquatic demon pant sam was able to guild thought the mater weaving through attacked easily until he decided it was time to counter.
gathering demonic power in the palm of his hands he let golf ball-sized orbs emerge from them and rise to the surface, watching the dozens of demon mines rise to the surface sam wondered how Sarah would deal with them to bad he couldn't watch himself. after three digits worth of mine were above the surface sam sank back to the bottom and returned to his meditative state, when his mind was blank he picked out what was the becoming causes by his ability.
'This is bad, I don't recognize this kind of behaved I don't know a creature that acts like this...guess I have to go looking' sam began to swim his way the surface stopping just breaching it.' i don't hear anything, raise his eye above water level explained why Sarah was currently in what looked like a painful position to avoid a cluster of demon mind. from the damage to land, sam had to guess she set off more than a few of those minds, that was probably what happened to her clothes which were barely keeping her modestly and her chain.
rising from the water sam let out lighter with a slow clap, you know you're less injured then I thought you'd be..now let's fix that. raising his still transformed arm sam charged the nails with power before bringing it down, besides a distortion in the air there was no warning before five feet deep gouges headed for Sarah, apparently she decided to take her chance with the mines then whatever sam just released at her.
twisting her waist she moved between and away from the mined just in time for the gouges to tear through the tree was just on, spitting out swamp water she ignored her aching waist and tried to swim away, another gouge in the water appeared cutting her off going any other way yielded the same results, "if I can't retreat fight!" calling the remains of her chains she had just enough for her to be lifted above the water toward sam, smiling the raven waved his hand like a conductor tearing up the landscape.
avoiding the unseen attacks were by no means Sarah was lucky that she only received deep cuts all over her body. Sam remained grinning as he moved his arms to block the females opponent *smack* the blow was heaven the would have thought with her lack of traction but he brought his leg up to return the favor. Sarah caught the blow using it to gain some height preform a downward heel strick.
'okay I have been using a bit to much demon power", sam thought after dodging the heel so he could sink his teeth into the ankle drawing blood. ignoring the test of iron sam grabbed the leg before throwing her was following up with another invisible slash, leaping to a tree sam drew the demon power back into its core.
daggers reappeared in his hands before sam flung them at Sarah's soaking form, sam followed the blades using mana to keep above the water. after dodging the blade s Sarah moved with small difficulty to avoid the attacks sam was unleashing upon her. soon a blow landed but that didn't slow sam at all, he grabbed her braided hair wrapping it around his face,' sorry about this,' he then greeted his fist to her face*SLAM* then again. nad again and again and again...
"that's enough, you win," the refugee said as he stopped sam punch mid struck, sam took a calming breath as well as taking in the state of his fist and Sarah's face. both were very blood and probably hurt a lot, as sam released her hair he caught sight of the water below it seems that blood from both of them had fallen in colored it red. it wasn't much but it was engorged to remind sam of bloodier times.
he was surrounded he could tell that even though he could see through the mansion rain, at least the blood will be washed off he thought before charging toward his first prey. between their legs he went tearing out muscle as he went, he was on his feet in a moment one on the next one who fell to demon power pricing six. the one after got his sword through his body no organs to harmed. next, his ribbon wrapped around the next of two who tried to pincer his falling unconscious after their heads were slammed together barely hear over the rain. more and more fell before him he didn't know why they were after him but he didn't care he would fight and wi-
"-estint sam are you alright?" the referee asked pulling sam from his flashback, "I've been better and worse" sam answered the half-heard question. they huffed before returning there attention to healing Sarah's face, 'this peeks of the boy control there only brushing and abrasion of the skin the bones underneath are comply fine how horrifying injury like this want do percent damage or kill easily how long would he have gone on if I hadn't stopped him.' the refugee took a peak at sam who was currently leaning against a tree trying to keep his eyes open.
'i need a nap', before yawning he hasn't used this much energy in a long while.