บท 18: Chapter 18- Not Alone
Camelot and Carson continued strolling through the courtyard when they reached a building that looked like a armory. Just like the rest of the building this one too was worn down. There was a large hole in the roof that provided light into the building.
They slow crept inside with their guard up high against any surprise attacks. They looked around a and saw many rusted blades and cracked shield scattered along the floor.
Camelot looked around and saw a blood spot in a corner. He walked closer and there was the corpse of a Oblivion Seeker sitting in a pool of blood. The sight almost cause Camelot to throw up but he held it down.
"Carson I found the Oblivion Seeker. It looks like something else got to him. The body is covered in claw marks." Camelot couldn't take his eyes off the sight when he looked over his shoulder and saw a red door.
Carson walked over and shook his head in disbelief. "Mm mm mm what a shame if only they did a bit more training they'd probably have survived. But whatever came and took him out hasn't been gone for long there's blood and signs of battle through the building.
"Well let's hope it doesn't come back but I see a door over here. Think we should check it out?" Camelot walked over to the red door that had no signs of weathering over the years. Carson smiled as he approached the door.
"Yes we are going to go through the door but guess who gets to go first?" He gave Camelot a cheeky smiley while the latter gave a defeated look.
"Hey now don't look like that this is all part of your training. You can't expect me to do everything for you now can you? I'm sure there's nothing too crazy in here anyway.
Camelot looked at Carson like he could strangle him when he opened the red door. It lead to a room with six empty pedestals. Behind the pedestals were frame with torn portraits, all but one.
It was the portrait of a handsome white haired man dressed in silver armor with a solemn look on his face. He gave off a calm yet dangerous air even from the l iture. His eyes looked kind yet fierce like a dragon.
"Carson who-who is this man?" Camelot stumbled on his words while continuing to stare. Carson o n the other hand was busy searching the room for weapons or something to use. He looked over briefly before returning back to his search.
"Oh him? That my 'pupil' is Umbraxis Light, the Light Great. He was a gifted master swordsman with no equal in swordsmanship. He died not long after the Grand War over one thousand years ago." Carson explained while continuing to rummage through the armory but had no luck.
Camelot o n the other hand kept staring at the portrait. It gave him a sense of familiarity even though he did not quite know who Umbraxis Light was or anything about the other Greats for that matter.
*fawoosh*
Carson looked back at the door and slowly crept to it. He beckoned Camelot over and cracked open the door. He peeked inside the other room and saw a large black bird with green feathers picking away at the Oblivion Seeker.
*ding*
Name: Skywing Crow
Rank: E
Affinity: Aero
Magic level: 32101/70000
Description: "A large black crow with green stripes. Picks off prey by stalking them when least expected with Aero Magic. Often alone but can summon other crows with a loud cry.
*Skills*
Teamwork(Passive)- Rank C
Alarming Cry(Passive)- Rank A
Mana Mastery(Passive)- Rank E
Aero Mastery(Passive)- Rank E
Wind Blast(Active)- Rank E
Wind Razor(Active) Rank E
Stalking(Passive)-Rank C
Wind Tunnel(Active)-Rank D
Wind Claw(Active)- Rank D
Aerial Bombardment(Active)-Rank C
Hidden Presence(Unique)(Active)- Rank S
Drill Pecker(Active)-Rank C
Camelot's heart jumoed a bit when he laid eyes on the Skywing Crow. The crow feasted without a care in the world, unaware of the two lurkers. The young man then looked over at Carson who went back to searching the room.
"Uhm Carson aren't you going to do something? How are we going to get out?" Camelot asked nervously as the blonde man's attitude gave off the air of nonchalantness. He picked up a sword that was in pretty good condition and tossed it over to Camelot.
"Here use this one it's a lot better for you in both length and weight. Now to answer your question I'M not going to do anything. Oh but you, you will be starting lesson three of training. That is slaying a magical beast by yourself.
You are going to do that while I'll observe. Now if it seem to be too much for you to handle I'll step in but only if it turn dire. This means you'll be on your own ok?" Carson then went and pushed Camelot out the door.
"Good luck. Oh and just for a reminder I'll patch you up when it's all over if you're injured or anything." He smiled slyly before slamming the door shut causing the bird to look in the direction of the noise.
The Skywing Crow and Camelot stood there staring not moving a muscle. Occasionally the bird would turn its head sideways as if to get a better view of the young man. Camelot readied his sword and blazed his aura.
The bird also gathered up small amounts of green mana before charging at Camelot. It used its beak as it stabbed towards him but each blow was deflected by the sword. Camelot held his own but was immediately put on the defensive by the birds aggression.
He deflected every blow when the bird flew up and kicked him backwards. He stumbled a bit but returned blow by hit the bird with several Wind shots. The bird dodged all but one blow which made it stumble.
The bird then drew mana in furiously as it's green aura surged. It then flew up and clapped its wings creating a small but powerful tornado.
*ding*
Wind Tunnel(Active)-Rank D: "Skill allows user to summon a small tornado of Aero Magic that draws in target. Duration increase with skill rank.
Duration: 5 seconds
Cooldown: 15 minutes
'Ah damn damn damn!' Camelot was be king drawn in by the Wind Tunnel at a fast rate when he plunged his sword into the ground. He stopped moving but struggled as the wind raged. It died down and the crow flew at thin.
He removed his sword and sliced at the crow's wings cutting off some feathers. It was a surperficial wound but enough to anger the bird. It began to fire Wind shots back to back leaving him room to do nothing but dodge.
One hit Camelot and sent him flying arcos the room and slammed into a pile of armor. He was buried under the pile unmoving. The bird crept closer when Camelot's sword stabbed deep into the birds leg.
"CAAAAAW!"
The bird howled in pain before lifting off into the air. It drew in mana a before swinging its wings shooting out razor sharp feathers.
*ding*
Feather Storm(Unique)(Active)-Rank D: "Skill allows user to shoot out feather in a quick fashion. It uses the wind to sharpen them and glide through the air like arrows. Higher skill rank increase number of feather shot.
Number:6
Cooldown: 10 minutes
Camelot rolled out the way but wand tfast enough as a father landed in his back. He fell to the ground and the bird flew down at him covered in Aero magic moving at great speed.
He quickly got up and ran as the bird crashed into the ground causing a massive blast of wind. The shockwave even caused him to fly back a few feet.
*ding*
Aerial Bombardment(Active)-Rank C: "Skill allows user to flight at high speed covering one self in Aero magic. Contact with target or hard surface creates a wind blast that knocks target back.
Cooldown: 4 minutes
The bird hopped up from the large hole it made and saw a bloody Camelot struggling to his feet. It flew over and grabbed him and flung him into the court yard next to the stone sword.
Camelot's vision was blurry as he could only see the dark blobby figure. He looked over and saw the stone sword to his left.
"come….come…pull me out."
Camelot crawled over and used the sword to pull himself up. He looked at the Skywing Crow which was approaching the courtyard quickly. He then put his hands o n the hilt and lifted the sword which easily slid out the ground. The bird leaped k n the air when the stone sword produced a large amount of light blinding it.
The light enveloped Camelot restoring his energy and healing his wounds. After it had taken care of his wounds the stone casing and rust began to peel off the sword. Underneath was a shining silver blade with a gold hilt. It looked like it could cut through anything even dragon scales.
"Finally freedom. Thank you savior or should I saw master for saving me. I am the Primal Weapon Excal."
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