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01/10/20 Mysterious creatures have appeared throughout the Kingdom
05/16/18 The Spring Magic Knigts Exam has came to an end!
05/16/18 Patch 2.5 has dropped!
08/01/18 The 4 year Time Skip has occured. New rules and regulations as well as events have all been put into place.
09/21/18 The Royal Knight Exams have begun
10/01/18 The 2018 Fall Harvest Festival will begin
10/19/18 The Fall Magic Knight Exams will begin
11/15/18 The Harvest Festival and Royal Knight Exams both end
11/12/18 The Magic Knight Exams have begun
12/05/18 The Yule Time Festivus has brought many events throughout the Kingdom!
02/15/19 The Grimoire Ceremony is starting all around the country.
04/08/19 The Magic Knight Exams have begun
05/20/19 The Magic Knight Exams have ended
06/01/19 The Diamond Kingdom has started thier invasion on Clover, hoping to end the war!
09/30/19 The War with Diamond has ended!
10/01/19 One Year Timeskip
Emily felt a lot of emotions. She had a new sense of determination, but at the same time she felt so empty on the inside. Without the title of Vice Captain, which she knew she couldn’t have at the moment, and even without her Magic Knight mantle. However, that didn’t change the fact that she had a job to do. As painful as the conversation was, Emily finally figured out something useful from Astrid. The spirit was “generous” enough to tell the little redhead at least where she thought that Marco and Mavis might have been. “If there’s even a slight chance that they might be in this place, and that they might still be alive, then I have to go. I owe too much to them to just let them die.” Emily thought to herself. “Well, if you would’ve figured out the information on your own instead of being a helpless child, then you wouldn’t have had to pry it out of me.” Astrid responded. Emily chuckled a bit, “Yeah maybe I was a bit helpless before, but I think I’m done with that for a while.” she said back. “I can’t stay in the kingdom right now anyway. It’d be too painful for me, and it’d make the others think they have to do something to make me feel better, which is one of the last things I want.” she explained.
“So we’re going to go on a bit of an adventure somewhere.” she declared. Astrid sighed, “I still can’t believe you really think you’ll come out of that forest with the both of them alive you brat.” she scolded. Emily took a deep breath, “Well I don’t know if you really noticed or not, but I don’t care too much about what you think. Those two saved me from living a terrible life, so I’ll do whatever I can to repay that favor, even if it means dying.” she said, unbelievable as it was. Emily had never bargained using her life before, but this time it was a bit different. For them, she would do it, because they would’ve done the same for her, and they still would. Astrid couldn’t help but crack up, “I guess we’ll see then. But remember kid, don’t blame me when that noble arrogance you have gets you killed.” she scolded. Emily smirked, “Oh please, you won’t let me die. Not even if I wanted to. I’m your ‘vessel’ right?” she responded. It had been the first time the lioness had talked back like that to Astrid. She felt different after her fight with Silas. It taught her a few things, and she knew that, but she still had yet to figure some of those things out.
“Whether he knew it or not, I feel like he was trying to help me. Having a sibling isn’t so bad I guess.” she said to herself with a little bit of a smile. However, this time around the Vermillion wouldn’t have her older brother protecting her. This was something she was going to have to do on her own. The thing she had wanted to do ever since she became a Magic Knight. The Four Years War had left many people with losses on their minds. Most people did what they could to reclaim a bit of themselves after mourning the lost or missing. Emily, however, had done nothing but cry and complain. Not anymore. It was time for her to take back the part of herself that she was missing. They were in the Forest somewhere, and the redhead believed that even having heard it from Astrid of all people, she just had to find them. “If they’re really still here, then why can’t I sense them yet?” the girl said to herself, a bit of worry in her tone. Astrid laughed, obviously amused by the girl’s internal struggle. “You idiot… this entire forest is magical. Normally you’d be able to sense that from the outside, but once you’re on the inside it’s completely different. You’re not going to be able to rely much on that sensory of yours in here.” she briefly explained. Emily sighed, “Well there goes that idea. Guess I’ll just have to look the old fashioned way.” she said as she kept walking.
Now even though the young Vermillion was committed to looking for Mavis and Marco in whatever way she could, she wasn’t expecting to be without her sensory. She felt blind, by her own standards of course. Most mages would be lucky to sense half the stuff that she could. Sensory mages were definitely interesting people when it came to their craft. Magic sensing was something that anyone with mana could do, but the pure scope at which their magic senses operated was a spectacle. However, just because she was practically blind didn’t give her an excuse to give up her search. That’s when Emily finally found something that may prove to be useful. Upons close examination the girl was able to make out some faint footprints. “These are tracks! That means someone else had to have come this way, but I wonder who?” the girl asked herself. Tracks were definitely an interesting find, and it was a step in the right direction (literally), but even so, there was no guarantee that the prints belonged to Mavis, Marco, or the person or people or might have taken them. Emily shook her head, “It’s the best lead I have. I have to just see where it takes me.” she said to herself. Astrid groaned in the back of the mage’s mind. “God you’re so boringggg! Don’t do you anything other than doubt yourself? I thought you said you were done with that.” she said in a whiny tone of sorts. “Right… guess I just need to keep working at that.” she responded to the battle spirit. With that, the Vermillion began to follow the footsteps that she had so miraculously found in the middle of the dense magical forest.
Emily was walking down the path that the tracks led her on. Everything seemed so wonderful around her. She’d never been in the middle of a magical forest before. Now of course she didn’t actually know where she was going and the entirety of her success was based on a random set of footprints that she’d found only about five minutes ago, but things were going just fine…. So far at least. The Vermillion opened her mouth to say something, but she quickly stopped herself when she stopped something. “Smoke?” the girl asked herself quietly, almost in a whisper. It was a column of smoke that seemed to reach endlessly into the sky. The source wasn’t too far away from her, which hopefully meant that she was finally coming to the end of the tracks. At first the smoke mage was hesitant on further approaching the source of the smoke pillar, but then she remembered what Astrid had mentioned not too long ago at all. The teen took a deep breath and continued walking towards the smoke pillar. “One way or another I’m going to see what this guy knows about Mavis and Marco. I can’t let this lead slip away, and I definitely can’t blow this opportunity.” she thought to herself as she fast approached what looked to be a campsite of site sort. Logs were stacked up in the middle in the shape of a square, while a giant flame blazed in the center, which was obviously what must’ve been generating the smoke.
Lastly, within the flickering on the flames Emily could see him. There was a man sitting on the side of the fire that was opposite to her. There were logs placed around the bonfire structure acting as makeshift benches. The area around them seemed so quiet. It was nothing but the sound of her own footsteps and the occasional crackling of the fire. Emily quietly approached the bench nearest to her and took a seat. She had came all the way up to the campsite with what she liked to think of as a boatload of confidence only to have it all disappear when she got within ten meters of the guy she was looking for. The Vermillion took a few deep breaths, fidgeting with her hands trying to put together a couple of good sentences in her mind. Before the girl had realized it, the man had disappeared. Emily looked up and noticed that she couldn’t see him through the fire anymore during the brief intervals in which it was possible. “Wait huh?! Where’d he-” the girl started to say before being immediately cut off by a voice next to her. “So who are you?” he asked. Emily let out a high-pitched squeal, completely in shock of the man’s presence. She practically threw herself off the left side of the bench, just barely catching herself at the end of it. She slowed her breathing down to a much healthier rate and looked over at the man who was now sitting on the right edge of the same bench she was on.
He chuckled a bit, “Sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I was just wondering how someone got here after all this time.” he said. The man was definitely on the older side. His grey hairs were apparent enough for her to make that judgement. The Vermillion was still a bit shaken from the appearance of the man, but either way, she still had a job to do. She quickly stood up and took a few small steps towards the man. “I’m Emily Vermillion. As for how I got here, well I’m not really sure I can answer that. Not because I don’t want to or anything, but it’s just that I’m not exactly sure.” she said. The man nodded before putting on a smile, “Well that is unfortunate, however, I believe that you’ll soon find an answer for that. I can see it.” he said, keeping up the same smile. The smoke mage blinked a few times in a bit of a confused state. Just who was this guy anyway? The Vermillion shook her head, realizing that she needed to stick to her original reason for coming into the forest and get the information she needed from this man. “Um, sir. You sound like you’ve been here for a pretty long time right?” she asked. If he was asking how someone got into the forest after all this time then there was a good chance that he had spent a fair amount of time in the place.
“Well I guess it would be fair to say that I have been. As far as telling time here goes, it doesn’t seem any different than it is back in the material world.” he briefly explained. Emily’s jaw almost dropped right out of her mouth upon hearing his statement. “Wait… so you mean… we’re not in Clover anymore?!” she asked, almost in shock. “Clover? Is that what you kids call it now?” the man asked with a laugh. Emily’s expression only became more warped with every thing that came out of the older man’s mouth. “How old is this guy!?” she thought to herself in total disbelief. “I-I guess, but either way… I need to know something.” she started again, finding her way back on topic. “I don’t know how it is in here, but about a year and a half ago, almost two years now, back in the ‘material world’, my mentors were taken away from me.” the girl began to say. The older man looked at her with a look of understanding. “Recently, a… ‘friend’ of mine had given me the idea to come here to this forest to look for them. Any chance that you could help me out? Anything you know about the incident would be greatly appreciated. When it comes to this forest I’m as blind as a bat, and you seem to be doing pretty well off on your own. Please… I just want to find them.” the girl explained.
The man examined the little redhead for a few seconds after she explained her situation to him. “Your mentors. Hm… well I can’t say that I did see them. I wouldn’t have known what they looked like anyway, but either way it has been a long time.” he said. Emily let out a sigh of disappointment. The only lead that she potentially could’ve had and nothing to show for it. The man then let a little smile creep onto his face. “That being said… if your mentors really are here then I think I have an idea where we could find them.” he said. Emily was even more confused than when she first encountered the man. First of all he apparently moved super fast, he’d been in this place since potentially before Clover was a thing, and now he was just throwing around words like “we”, as if they would be working together. “Wait a minute… first of all who are you?” she asked. If she was going to agree to letting this old man help her out then she felt as if she at least deserved to know who he was. The man chuckled a bit, “Well I’m no one special. The name’s Richard.” he simply said. The Vermillion blinked a few times. Not exactly what she had been expecting in terms of a name considering how outlandish this guy seemed. Either way, his name didn’t really matter. As long as he took them where they needed to go, she was fine with having his help.
“By the way, if I can ask, why are you so willing to help me out? I’m some kid who wandered into a forest who basically doesn’t know a thing, so why would you help me?” she asked. “Well that’s an easy one. Us lions have to stick together you know.” he said, giving the girl a smile. Emily paused for a moment. Did that mean that this man was a Crimson Lion? But wait, if he had been in this forest since before Clover was established then there could be no way. “But wait… how did you even know I was a part of the Crimson Lions?” she asked. She left her magic knight’s mantle with her brother after their fight, so it’s not like she had any indication of the squad on her body. Richard chuckled a bit, “Well young one, let’s just say the spirit of the lion is hard to mask.” he said, getting up from his seat. “Now, speaking of your spirit, it seems a bit out of balance.” he noted. “My… spirit?” Emily asked, placing her hand on her chest. “That’s right. I can’t hear your spirit roar like I should be able to. Instead, it’s more of a sad whimper.” he briefly explained. “I can tell it’s been that way for quite some time. You must have a lot going on my child.” he added. Emily lowered her head a bit in shame. “Well you’re not wrong. I uh… kind of have an extended track record when it comes to feeling pathetic.” she admitted.
Richard nodded and returned to his seat next to Emily. “Alright then. We’ve got the time so how about you explain your situation to me. Talking about it could make it easier to bear. No one should have to carry these kinds of things around by themselves you know.” he said with a positive expression that almost forced the girl to smile herself. “Well uh, I guess it all really started when I was just a baby.” the girl started, letting her voice trail off. “Apparently I was born into a lesser noble family. Lane… was my family name. Things were fine I guess you could say, for about a year at least. That’s what I used to think, but it turned out my father didn’t even want me the entire year I was alive. I was only still around because my mother made him promise to keep me if he couldn’t help her produce another child. So as soon as my younger sister was born, I was thrown out, more like abandoned.” the girl began. Her past was a painful one indeed, and it wasn’t something she liked to talk about much. Hell, by technicality she didn’t even know if it was all true. Knowing only certain portions from the story based on what Marco and Mavis had told her, she had no idea what to believe. Regardless, that was her beginning situation. Richard nodded, “Seems like a pretty rough start Emily. Please continue if you’re alright.” he urged, wanting the girl to let out how she really felt about it.
She gave a light nod and continued to speak. “Well, I was a year old and I was taken in by a church. I guess I should be grateful he at least did that much for me. He could’ve just killed me, or even left me somewhere no one would find me.” she said, letting out a sigh. “Either way, I was at the church from the time that I was 2 years old all the way until I turned 6. The church was just another place I’d describe as synonymous to hell. The mother of the church was always nice to me. Though when I was that young I never considered it genuine. I just thought she was nice because she had to be. The older kids treated me like crap because I was thrown out of a noble household, and the younger kids I didn’t really care for too much. Though they definitely didn’t help the issue, regardless of how innocent they were. Then, after I turned 6, that’s when they came.” the girl paused, letting a smile creep onto her face for the first time since she began talking. Richard noticed this, “You mean your mentors right? Those Marco and Mavis fellows?” he asked. Emily nodded in response. “Yeah that’s right. Marco and Mavis are also Vermillions. They came to the church and took me away from there. They accepted me into their home and made me feel like I got a second chance… they saved me.” the girl said, feeling a little overcome by her emotions as she found herself tearing up a little bit.
Richard couldn’t help but smile in response to the girl’s happy memories. He could obviously tell that she didn’t have the best childhood. The man completely understood why the girl wanted to find them so badly. “To her… they’re-””To me… those two mean everything!” Emily suddenly exclaimed, unknowingly completing the man’s train of thought. Richard stood up, a more determined look in his eyes while still keeping the same smile. “Well then I think you’ve made it pretty clear what you want to do here.” he said. Emily blinked back a few of her tears, wiping her eyes with her arm just to be safe. “Does that mean you know where to find them?” the Vermillion asked. “Not so fast there child. Even if I take you to the place I believe they might be, someone like you would be torn up in there.” he stated. Emily grunted in frustration, “I don’t care! You just have to take me there anyway!” she yelled. Just as the lioness prepared to say even more, Richard held out his hand to silence her. He looked up for a moment, pondering the choice he had to make. “I’ll take you there on one condition.” he said. “You need to prove to me that you have what it takes to survive against those beasts.” he said. Emily paused, flinching a bit. “You mean like… fighting you?” she asked. Richard smirked, “That’s right. This should be exciting for you right? A lion getting the chance to do battle should be exhilarating!” he continued, encouraging the girl to fight.
“But I…” Emily said timidly. “You what? You’re scared to lose again huh? Scared that you won’t make any difference?” he asked. The girl’s eyes went a little wide at how accurate his statement was. That’s when she began to realize it. She lost Marco and Mavis in a situation where she was powerless to do anything. In Luparia’s Grove she had to be protected by the three other members in her party. Even after training with Magnus and getting some solid mission experience, she did nothing to Silas in her battle with him. She was completely powerless in each of those situations. Richard took the girl’s silence as a sign that he was correct in what he said. “Even someone like me can tell what your issue is little Emily.” he commented. The lioness looked up at him, curious as to what that issue was. Would he just call her weak, or say something that she had already concluded sometime in the past? Richard noticed her curious expression and simply laughed a bit. “Tell you what… we’ll fight until you can figure out what your problem is on your own. When you do, then I’ll take you.” he stated. The girl took a breath, “And if I never figure it out?” she asked. “Well then there was no point in you coming here to save them.” he answered. It was a bit cold, but it wasn’t like he was trying to sell the girl short in any way. He had no doubt that she could figure it out.
Emily was still a bit shocked from the man’s answer, and from the fact that she was faced with terms that either ensured or completely erased the success of her journey to this place. Regardless, she had to fight the older man. The Vermillion took a deep breath and drew her sword. It wasn’t anything fancy like the one Magnus had gotten her. It was just a standard sword from the base armory. Something she had taken along with her to defend herself just in case things went South at any time, which they always did. Richard raised an eyebrow, “I haven’t fought a mage who used a sword in quite some time. This could be interesting.” he commented. The little redhead stood up from her log seat and lunged at Richard, attempting to slash diagonally from his left shoulder down towards the right side of his body. However, the old man proved to be a lot faster than what the girl anticipated. He disappeared in a flash of yellow, reappearing just behind the girl, giving her a shove on the back. Emily let out a little squeal in response to being pushed as she stumbled forward, trying to catch herself before she fell. “Did he just teleport?” she thought to herself, turning her head around to look at him just standing there with a smirk on his face. “Well that was pretty good, but I think you’re going to have to move a bit faster if you want to hit me.” the man said. The Vermillion squinted, narrowing her eyes at her opponent for the time being.
“A little faster huh?” the flaming-haired girl asked. Emily took another lunge towards the older mage, swinging her sword furiously as she tried to make contact with him. She wasn’t being nearly as accurate as she usually liked to be at this point, but that didn’t matter too much. All she needed to do was score a hit or two. Richard, however, wasn’t making it easy for the girl in the slightest. He swayed from side to side, avoiding the girl’s attacks almost effortlessly. Emily was still confused about how he was able to do that, but she wasn’t exactly giving herself the time to think about something like that. All she could think about was swinging faster and faster. The way she figured, increasing her speed would eventually result in her landing a hit. With a final attempt to strike the man, Emily rotated her entire body towards her right shoulder as she dropped low, swiping her sword horizontally, aiming for the other mage’s legs. In response, Richard didn’t move at all. Instead, a magical barrier of yellow color coated the side of the man’s right leg, stopping the girl’s blade in its tracks. The yellow barrier then spread downwards, encasing the entire area from the man’s shin to his foot. He lifted his leg and stomped down on the girl’s sword, pinning it to the ground. The Vermillion let out a small grunt as she felt her blade forced to the ground. She tried pulling it out from under the man, but to no avail.
“Emily Vermillion huh? Well it’s obvious that you have massive amounts of ambition and determination. Then again, it feels like even those two things are fleeting. You’re probably one of the most emotionally damaged people I’ve ever met. Then again, I guess I’m just an old man so what could I possibly know?” he briefly explained, giving a little chuckle at his last statement before his face got serious again. Emily, still struggling to remove her blade, didn’t feel like listening to what he had to say all that much. She was glad that the man was willing to help her find Marco and Mavis, but in order to get him to take her she needed to prove to him that she was good enough to come along. “Let me ask you something kid?” he paused. “Do you ever really try?” he asked the struggling girl. Still refusing to simply just listen to the man, Emily quickly let go of her blade and shot up from her crouched position. She lifted her right leg and sent a roundhouse kick towards the man’s left side. Richard easily lifted his left forearm to stop the attack, and then grabbed the girl by her ankle. He then pointed his right hand at the girl. “Light Creation Magic: Shining Cannon.” he calmly said, releasing a powerful blast of light from point-blank range. Emily was sent flying backwards, colliding with a tree before she slumped to the ground. “Well that wasn’t too bad.” the man chuckled. However, the girl wasn’t quite done yet. She pulled herself back to her feet. “Okay. Well I definitely wasn’t expecting you to have light magic, but even so, I have to prove to you why I can go.” she told him.
“Smoke Creation Magic: Vesta’s Hearth!” she shouted. The illusory clones made from smoke stemmed from the girl’s location and spread out, preparing to attack. “Smoke creation Magic: Lioness Claw!” she shouted in unison with the clones. All seven Emilies released four slash waves of smoke that made their way towards Richard. The Vermillion saw a flash of light as all the slash waves collapsed onto the man. Next, there was a trail of light that shot straight up into the air. Remembering his little trick from last time, the girl immediately took action. “Smoke Creation Magic: Smoke Bullet!” she shouted again in unison with her counterparts. All of the girls aimed finger guns and released a total of forty-nine smoke bullets up into the air towards Richard. However, before any of them connected, a flash of light engulfed the entire battlefield. “Light Creation Magic: Brilliance!” a voice shouted from up above. When the light settled down and Emily could see again, she saw the man standing in front of her, but her clones were gone as well as her previous attack. “You can see through my illusions too? Who are you?” she asked again. “I told you. I am Richard.” he replied with a smile. He then sent a punch right into the girl’s gut, causing her to double over. He grabbed her by the back of her top with both hands and began spinning around. Once he gained enough speed he released the girl, throwing her across the campsite.
Emily hit the ground and rolled a bit before coming to a stop. She coughed a few times as she tried to get herself back together. “Well kid? That all you got?” she heard Richard taunt her from afar. “He’s got a point ya know. You really are still useless aren’t you? What happened to all that talk about sacrificing your life to find these people huh?” Astrid echoed throughout the girl’s head. Emily didn’t want to admit it, but for once, Astrid was completely right. She was only going to be going back on her word if she couldn’t do this for them. Whatever it took, she had to get Richard to help her. Whatever cost had to be paid. “Astrid. I need your help.” she said quietly. She couldn’t believe what she had just said, and apparently neither could the battle spirit herself. “Wait a minute? Did you just ask me for my help? That’s a new one. Then again, I am a bit hard of hearing so maybe you’ll have to say it a bit louder.” she teased the girl. Emily got to her feet, still a bit wobbly from her last trade with Richard. “Yeah that’s right. I’m going to need you if I want to overcome this guy’s strength. Besides, if you can just possess me whenever you want then why not actually work with you for once. Besides, I won’t be fighting against you this time so it makes things easier for the both of us. So what do you say?” she asked. “Hmmm, well I’ll have to think about it.” the spirit said, still being obnoxious.
Richard, however, deciding that he was going right in to attack the girl. The man jumped into the air, leaping over the fire in the center to get to the other side. As he came down from the air above Emily he prepared another attack. “Light Creation Magic: Golden Gladius!” he shouted. A blade of light appeared in the man’s hand as he pulled the sword back behind his head. The Vermillion realized that she didn’t have much time left, and they had to come to a decision fast. Emily squeezed her eyes shut for a moment and tensed her body up. “Astrid!” she shouted, letting everything out. A burst of purplish mana shot out from all around the girl. The same two dark claw marks manifested themselves around the Vermillion’s right eye. Her sclera turned black and her iris were now a dark purple color as well. As for the mana, it concentrated into a black and purple claw that seemed to become an extension of the girl’s right hand. “Smoke Creation Magic: Black Lioness Whip!” the girl shouted. Three smoky black whips appeared from the girl’s right hand, shooting up towards Richard, seizing him and his blade. With a mighty pull downwards, Emily sent him crashing to the ground. For the first time, she heard an indication that the man received damage. “Look kid we actually hit the old geezer.” Astrid said. Emily nodded in response, “That’s right.”
The whips retracted themselves, releasing the older man before dissipated. Emily stood before Richard, in combination with Astrid this time. Compared to the last time her body underwent this specific change, this time felt a little different. She didn’t feel that the mana was as intrusive as it was last time. Due to the fact that she was more willing to allow the takeover to happen, she could feel the benefits of the change rather than struggling against the mysterious power. “Alright kid. You’re back in the driver seat for a bit. I know you’re probably dying to try out my curse.” Astrid echoed, receding to the back of the Vermillion’s mind. All of a sudden, Emily felt the shift in control. She could move her own body again, though she could barely recognize herself even having seen the massive claw on her right arm twice already. “So this is what she meant when she said the curse gives.” the girl spoke, immediately noticing that her voice was deeper than usual. It sounded more rough, closer to the demonic side but went nothing past the voice of a brash older female. The little redhead flashed an almost demonic grin as more of the purplish mana surged outwards from her body. The light mage got to his feet, letting out a single cough from all the smoke around him. “Hm, so Astrid finally decided to join the battle.” he said to himself, waiting patiently as the possessed noble slowly approached him.
Without warning, Emily broke into a sprint. However, due to her new powers, that sprint seemed a lot faster than usual. She drew her sword into her left hand, holding the blade with a reverse grip. She swung with her left hand from the left to the right, attempting to cleave right across the man’s center. Just like before, the old timer disappeared in a flash of light. However, Emily could guess where he was headed considering this was the third time that he’d pulled a stunt like that. The Vermillion quickly leaped into the air after the man. She switched her grip to a foregrip as she caught up to the man in mid-air. By the time he came out of his light spell, Emily was already preparing her strike. The Vermillion rotated towards her left side, swinging her blade from right to left. Richard easily swiped his reinforced left hand across his body, parrying the sword strike. However, the teen wasn’t quite done yet. Continuing her rotation in the same direction, Emily spun around once more, this time attempting to slash the man diagonally. For a split second, Richard put his guard up, but Emily noticed this and switched her target. Rather than trying to claw at the light mage, the Vermillion simply brought her entire mana paw down on top of the other mage’s head. Richard was immediately knocked towards the ground, but once again he activated some fancy spell for recovery purposes. He burst into that same flash of light from before and made his way to the nearest tree branch.
Emily took note of his position as she fell back to the ground. She forcefully bounded off of the rocky terrain, cracking the ground a bit as she left it. Moving at a rather impressive speed she launched herself at Richard. The girl held her claw high up above her head, which was a mistake. Telegraphing her moves against a light mage wouldn’t get her anywhere. Richard quickly cast his spell, allowing a golden light blade to materialize in his hand. “Light Creation Magic: Golden Gladius Assault!” he shouted. As Emily swung downwards with her claw, Richard blocked the strike with his sword, the two of them clashing. A powerful wave of mana shot out in all directions from the clash that the two created. However, Richard’s spell had a bit more to it than what was initially shown. Golden Gladius Assault had also formed more floating blades of light behind the Vermillion child. With a command, they all stabbed themselves into her back. The noble let out a painful roar as she jumped backwards from the tree, falling back towards the ground. She tensed up her body and pushed her mana outwards. The dark power responded, ejecting the light blades from her body as if she was a porcupine shooting off its quills. Once she returned to the ground she struggled to get her breathing back under control, but apparently that last attack had done quite the number. The Vermillion dropped down to one knee and placed her right hand on the ground, the other was clutching her chest.
The dark mana began to fade from the girl’s system as her breathing began to accelerate a bit. “Yeah, just what I thought. Your body’s going to get wrecked if we keep this up for any longer.” Astrid said inside the girl’s mind. Emily was too exhausted to form a response or even fight with the woman about it. She simply accepted the reality of the situation as Astrid’s power returned to the ring in which it was sealed in. Her breathing was still erratic, and not to mention she felt as heavy as a rock. “That power really is dangerous. Even when Astrid and I are cooperating with one another it still isn’t a free power-up or anything. I need to be careful.” the girl thought to herself. Richard hopped down from the tree he was in as his light blade dissipated. He began walking towards the girl in her injured state with a smile. “Well I think we had a pretty good time. Wouldn’t you agree Emily?” he asked her, almost as if the events that occurred within the last ten minutes or so didn’t mean anything at all. Was he completely insane? Regardless, his strength was still a surprise to the girl. No way he could be an ordinary person with strength like that, but then again, she already knew he wasn’t normal the first time she encountered him. The only question left was whether she had done enough to prove to him that she could handle herself.
“Well… was I… enough for you?” the girl said in between breaths of air. To be quite honest, those breaths were more like gasps. Astrid’s curse was a power that was unlike any power Emily had ever dealt with before. As little as she knew about it, and not to mention how dangerous it proved itself to be, the girl still was tempted to use it. Any sane person would be against the idea all together, but for someone like Emily, the idea of receiving the power to actually put up a fight was something that she couldn’t pass up. Richard cocked his head to the side with a confused look on his face. “Were you enough for me? Did you forget why we had that fight just now?” the man asked. The Vermillion flinched at the man’s words, looking up at him with widened eyes. “I…” was all she could say. “So then, did you figure it out? Your problem I mean. Did it finally become obvious to you in this battle of ours?” he asked. Emily hung her head once again, dropping from her knee back into a seated position before laying back, her body plopping against the ground. “I can’t believe I forgot something like that.” she muttered to herself. “No, I honestly wasn’t thinking about it. I’m sorry.” the girl said with a sorrowful tone. A battle that determined whether she would get to see Marco and Mavis and she couldn’t even stay focused long enough to get to them.
Richard shrugged, “Well I could give you a hint I suppose. It’s not exactly telling you the answer so there’s still some work for you to do if you want to discover the answer.” he said. Emily eagerly awaited this hint. Anything to help her figure out what her problem was would be greatly appreciated to hear. According to Richard this flaw was so blatantly obvious so it had to be something terrible. If he could pick up on it then surely her enemies in the future would have no problem exploiting it as well. “For starters, it’s got something to do with that troublesome spirit, Astrid.” he stated. Emily immediately propped herself up with her arms, forcing herself back into a seated position. “You know about Astrid!?” she asked in shock. Richard laughed a bit, “Know about her? Astrid and I go way back! She was the most reliable friend I had.” he said with a smile. Emily blinked a few times, unable to believe what she was hearing. “Wait, did you say your friend?! Astrid how come you didn’t tell me!” the girl complained. The battle spirit let out a sigh, however this time her voice wasn’t just heard within the Vermillion’s own head, but rather it echoed around the campsite. “Why should I have to tell you? It isn’t any of your business.” she snipped back. “Good to see you again old friend.” Richard said with that same goofy smile he’d seemingly been wearing since their encounter began.
“So then is she…?” Richard started. “Yes. This is her.” Astrid responded curtly. Emily, the only one confused as to what was going on, just continued staring at Richard with a gaze that was full of awe. “Wait… what’s any of this got to do with me?” the girl asked, almost in a bit of a panic. “Do you still feel the same as back then?” Richard asked. Astrid let out a small grunt of acknowledgement. “Sure do, and I’m going to keep this same feeling and never let it go.” she responded, almost getting a little angry. Richard chuckled a bit, “Stubborn as always. Good to see you haven’t changed a bit. However, I do believe that I’ll still win at the end of the day. Just give it some time.” he stated. “Tch.. you’re just delusional Richard.” Astrid responded. “Okay will somebody please tell me what’s going on!?” Emily shouted in question. The little redhead was getting a little too fed up with all the stuff surrounding Richard and Astrid, but she didn’t want to be confused any longer. Richard paused and switched his gaze from the fire back onto Emily. “Hey Richard. Just for uh, old times sake. Do you mind doing this one a favor and taking her to where you think her mentors are?” Astrid asked. “Don’t worry about the answer to your little question. If she doesn’t figure it out on her own i’ll just kill her myself.” Astrid proposed. Emily didn’t know what she was shocked to hear more: the fact that Astrid was willing to actually help her, or the fact that the spirit had friends in the first place.
The light mage put on a smile. “I suppose I could do that for you.” he responded. “Oh Astrid. I don’t think you quite realize it yet, but someday, I think I’ll come out as the winner.” he thought, turning away from the flames. “Well I hope you’re not too hurt by now. If you haven’t realized it yet, your body has been repairing the damage from those stab wounds so you should be alright to move now.” he stated. Emily didn’t believe it upon hearing it, but after trying to move her body she couldn’t feel any pain. The Vermillion got to her feet with a smile of disbelief on her face. “No way! How did… wait, my body did this? Wait… no I get it. It was you, right Astrid?” the girl asked with a genuine smile. “Yeah you wish Ms. princess. Try the old man over there with light magic.” the woman responded. Richard heard this and couldn’t help but laugh. “So that’s how you’re playing it huh? Fine. Do as you wish old friend.” he thought to himself. “Alright Emily, if we want to get to where your mentors are we should leave now. Time works differently here than it does in the material world so we have to complete our goal as quickly as possible. I’m sure there are people and things that you need to get back to.” he said.
The Vermillion nodded, “Right!” she responded with a new determination in her voice. Having gotten approval from Richard, and surprisingly enough, Astrid, the girl was prepared to follow the light mage into the unknown to rescue her masters. “Whatever the cost.” the girl thought. The phrase echoed in her mind as a reminder of what she had to be willing to do to achieve a goal like this. Something she’d been waiting for over a year now to go do. All of her training had been leading up to this, and hopefully she was ready for it. Either way, there was no sense thinking about it so much that she psyched herself out. “Alright my dear child hope you’re ready to go.” Richard said. The light mage snapped his fingers and a tunnel of light engulfed the both of them. “Light Creation Magic: Starlight Road!” he shouted. With a blast of powerful light, the duo were suddenly shooting across the skyline at a rapid pace. Emily couldn’t believe it. She expected the journey to this place to be a bit more dramatic, but if anything it was all a rush. She barely had time to think of what was going on around her. The light trail seemed to be keeping straight for a good period of time, not that she would ever know that. Suddenly, however, both beams of light took a huge dip downwards. Emily immediately almost freaked out, about to be slammed onto her face and all. However, the light current was able to place her safely onto her feet.
The spell around her and Richard disappeared as the girl took a look around. The place was completely unfamiliar to her. It didn’t look like it would be part of the regular forest. It looked more like a swamp area. “Ugh… reminds me of Luparia’s Grove.” the girl thought to herself with an un-amused look on her face. Additionally, despite having her magical sensing tampered with by just being in the forest, she could still feel the immense pressure of the swamp’s mana. “Richard… what is this place?” she asked herself. The light mage simply stared straight ahead at the swamp. “The Spirit Wilds.” he simply said. Emily frowned, “So this place is full of spirits or something?” she asked, not really knowing what to make of the situation she was thrown into. Richard nodded, “Yes, plenty of them. Harmless ones and dangerous ones alike. This is their home. I’m almost certain that this is where your mentors are if they came through here like you earlier hypothesized.” he explained. Emily smirked, “Well then what are we waiting for? Let’s tear the whole place up and find them already. I’m ready to get out of here as soon as possible.” she said, reaching for her sword. Richard grabbed the girl by her wrist and shook his head. “You can’t just come in here and destroy their home. If you do, then how do you think they’ll react? These spirits are more powerful than what you think. If you tamper with their home, they’ll unleash hell on this world, and the material world."
Emily blinked, a little shocked at what the light mage had just told her. “Yeah well… they were the ones who struck first! This is just simple retaliation.” she stated. She pulled her arm away from the man and drew her sword, jumping directly forwards. In front of the two of them was a swamp area of some sorts, but rather than the usual goop that would reside in a swamp, the area was completely covered in vines. The Vermillion raised her sword above her head as she tried to cleave right through the giant spirit vine. Her blade cut right through the thing, provided it gave little resistance. However, as soon as the vine broke Emily felt a major backlash of magical power. Three more vines shot out from the split that she created with her blade, tossing her back towards Richard. The little redhead let out a yelp as she was flung back. She collided with the ground, rolling a bit before coming to a stop. She coughed a couple of times, “Alright, so those things aren’t so happy with me cutting them up. What the hell was that?” the girl asked. Richard stepped towards her, “It was the vines. They’re spirits too you know.” he noted. Emily pulled herself back to her feet and dusted off her clothing a bit. “Well spirits or not, if they have Marco and Mavis they better give them back to me before I really let loose on them!” the little redhead shouting, getting more worked up about the situation.
Astrid chuckled inside of the girl’s head, “Uh oh, the little princess is getting all upset.” she teased. Emily growled a bit, “Astrid this isn’t funny!” she shouted back at the woman. Richard placed a hand on the girl’s shoulder, “Now now Emily. You can’t just go running in there and expect to get what you want from those spirits. They’re mischievous creatures after all, able to outsmart even the smartest of mages.” he continued. Once again, the redhead let loose a growl of frustration. “Then what are we supposed to do about them?!” she asked. It didn’t take long for the vine spirits to pick up on the situation. As a response, they fabricated clones of Marco and Mavis’ bodies and made it appear as if they were being strung up by the vines. Emily caught this and couldn’t contain herself anymore. Richard had been telling her to refrain from charging straight in, but this was her chance. The two of them were right there. “Let… them… GO!” Emily shouted, her voice almost escalating into a higher-pitched roar. The same two claw marks from before appeared next to the girl’s eye as her sclera darkened and her iris’ became a dark purple color. This time, before Emily could even make a move, the spirits took action. They sensed the presence of another threatening being that resembled themselves. It was Astrid. They were afraid of her for reasons unknown to the redhead, but none of that mattered to her now. Vines quickly tied up the Vermillion’s arms and legs before bundles upon bundles of vines began to layer themselves on top of Emily.
From within the heart of the mini-thicket, Emily’s rage burned even more ferociously than before. She let out a guttural yell of sorts, be it higher-pitched, still a scratchy yell nonetheless. Dark purple mana punched its way back into the daylight, creating a hole in the vine bundles. The mana manifested itself into a claw before tearing through another section of vines. Be it that this particular section of vines was crucial in holding Emily in one spot, the spirit vines didn’t doubt that she was free. The Vermillion pulled herself out from the vines, her giant purple mana claw shrinking back down to normal size. She growled, grinding her teeth together with nothing but pure rage in her eyes. She shoved off the ground, launching herself towards the bodies of her mentors. With a mighty slash, Emily let loose her magic. Four smoky slash waves were sent towards the vines, two for each person, attempting to slice apart their restraints. The slash waves connected, but it wasn’t enough to break them free. Emily’s momentum didn’t stop as the redhead landed on the vines in between Marco and Mavis. She let loose another roar before she began tearing downwards into the vines. However, being the intelligent beings that the spirits were, they quickly sent out more vines to restrain the girl. Her arms were tied up yet again, then her legs. Emily flailed her body, shaking her head violently as she tried to get out. “Calm down dumbass, you’re going to get yourself hurt!” Astrid called out to the girl from inside of her mind. Even though Emily was in full control, she wasn’t listening to the battle spirit.
She just continued yelling, full of rage at the fact that her masters were now right in front of her and she still couldn’t save them. All of a sudden, a flash of light shot out onto the battlefield, seemingly blinding everything in the area. Despite loss of vision, it didn’t stop Emily from flailing around. “Light Illusion Magic: Golden Radiance.” Richard simply said as he quickly appeared next to Emily, grabbing her as the spirit vines retracted due to his spell. He then hopped away, disappearing in another flash of light, landing in a small area of bushes that wasn’t too far from the spirit vine lagoon. “Light Creation Magic: Golden Gladius Assault.” he simply said. The light blades pinned Emily to the ground in order to give the mage a chance to potentially cool down. She was completely out of control for the situation, and if she wanted any real chance at getting Marco and Mavis back then she needed to calm down. “Listen to me Emily. Those two you just saw were fake projections of your mentor.” Hearing this almost set the girl off again, but Richard interrupted. “However, this means that since the vines fabricated their bodies, that they must also be here. The only way this is going to work is if you calm down and work with me here.” he said. “Yeah, listen to the grandpa here you dumbass. Cool off before you destroy your body.” Astrid told her.
Emily took a few deep breaths as she tried to calm herself down. She hadn’t realized it, but even her black pupils had disappeared, leaving only the dark purple iris and the black sclera. She blinked as her pupils returned, the mana around her body cooling down a bit. “I-I.. sorry. I just want to get them back.” the girl said, feeling a bit ashamed. The purple mana from Astrid’s curse receded back into Emily’s ring. Unknown to Emily or Richard, a small crack appeared in the Vermillion’s ring. The ring was responsible for containing the powerful curse that had taken a hold of Emily. With it gone, the curse would overwhelm her. Astrid stayed silent even while realizing that the ring was damaged. Emily sat up, shaking her head off a little bit. “If you’re up there Astrid, just know that I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do any of that.” she said. The spirit grumbled, “Yeah whatever. If you do any more of that you’re gonna get yourself killed.” she noted. Emily tried to let out a little chuckle, but her body tensed up. She felt all the strain that the curse had put on her body all at once. She struggled to stay sitting up, gritting her teeth together as she fell back down. For a brief moment the pain went away as the Vermillion let out a sigh of relief, her breathing coming back down to its normal rate. “Ow…” she was able to get out through the pain.
“Hopefully you’re not hurt too much. Now, like I said before, there’s a way to get them back.” Richard stated again now that the girl was back to normal. Emily slowly brought her body back up into a seated position with the older man’s help. “Are you sure they’re here?” she asked, the pain still apparent in her voice. Richard nodded, “They have to be.” he said, reassuring her. With that, Emily felt the strength to try and get to her feet. As slow as it was, with Richard’s help she was able to get there. “We… we have to go back there.” she said to him. “But you’re injured. You’re in no condition to go on like this.” he pointed out. Emily shook her head slowly, “No no it’s fine. If I team up with Astrid again then I won’t feel a thing.” she said weakly. Richard blinked a few times, “But even so, you’re putting your life in danger. I don’t think I could allow you to do that.” he said. “No… you have to!” Emily said, trying to be more forceful, though obviously still struggling with her condition. “Hey you dumbass! This isn’t the time to be an idiot. I already told you. I’m putting your body at risk.” Astrid told her. Emily smiled a bit, “Astrid… do you remember the promise I made when we came in here?” she asked. The spirit couldn’t believe it. At first she shook it off because she didn’t believe that the Vermillion would even be in one of those situations to begin with, but being in their current situation she couldn’t do anything but begin to laugh. “Alright then kid, let’s kick some ass!” she said reluctantly.
Emily chuckled a little, “For once, I completely agree Astrid.” the girl was able to get out. Richard retained an ounce of major concern for the girl before quickly caving in at the mention of the redhead agreeing with his old friend. “If you two trust that this will all work out, then I guess I shouldn’t be standing in the way.” he said with a slight smile. His face then became more serious, “Now… my guess is that they’re somewhere below this lagoon. Only problem is we can’t get down there.” he started. “Well for some reason they’re drawn to the power of my curse. As soon as I felt my magical power surge it was like they developed a whole new level of malicious intent.” Emily chimed in. Richard took this into consideration and nodded, “Well in that case we can use your curse to our advantage, that is, if you’re up for it.” he said. Emily simply nodded, eager to hear what the light mage had in mind. “Well for starters to get down there we’ll need my speed of course. Once the vines open up we’ll be able to shoot right down to the bottom.” he said. Emily tilted her head to the side a bit. “When they open up?” she asked. Richard smiled, “That’s where you come in my child.” he said. “Use your curse to dig a hole right to the bottom. My spell will give you enough speed to get away from the vines that might try and grab you.” he added.
The plan seemed pretty simple to her. Now all she had to do was execute. “Let’s go.” the girl simply said. In a flash of light, she appeared above the vine lagoon as she placed both hands on her swords. “Alright Astrid let’s do this!” she shouted. As if on command, magical power began flowing from her ring, washing over her body as she changed. The dark purple claw marks appeared and her eyes changed colors once again. She drew both blades with a grunt as she began to fall down towards the lagoon. Just like before, the vines responded violently, shooting up from the ground in an attempt to ensnare her. The Vermillion flashed a devious glint in her eyes as she quickly burst into a spinning movement. Her momentum along with her blades were enough to repel the vines while also slicing them down to size. She finally made contact with the surface of the vine lake. As she continued spinning, her blades tore through the vines as if she was a drill. It wasn’t long before the girl had opened a hole straight to the bottom. Her eyes widened as she finally made it. Upon getting to the bottom she could faintly see them. Two bodies down on the ground before she was encased in a sphere of light. Immediately, she dropped to the bottom, trying to run over to them. “Sorry kid.” Astrid said. Emily felt a weakness pass throughout her body as Astrid’s curse faded, causing her to fall to the ground.
Richard had also arrived at this underground location, but things still weren’t looking too great for the group of mages. Unexpectedly, the vine lagoon started to close in on them. The opening that Richard had sensed earlier was merely a trap to make them think they would be safe down there. The light mage frantically looked around for a way out. They hadn’t rescued Marco or Mavis, Emily was down, and although he could escape, he was more worried about the other three lions. Just then, the serpent ring broke. Dark purple mana flooded from Emily’s fallen body. The mana shoved upwards against the vines, slowly but surely forcing them back. There was another forceful exertion of mana from the same location. This second burst of power was enough to completely eradicate the vine lagoon as it was. However, it didn’t just stop there. The power was hungry, searching for something else to consume. Richard took action. “Light Creation Magic: Ultimate Gladius!” he shouted. A light blade appeared in front of him, acting as a beacon for the dark power. The evil mana flowed into the blade, slowly covering it in darkness. Once he had collected enough dark purple mana that swirled around the blade, he set the sword down next to Emily. It looked a little different than from when he first held it. A black blade. It was quite possibly the most interesting thing the man had ever seen.
As if that wasn’t enough, a gate opened in the sky above all of the figures in the new chasm formed by the power of Emily’s curse. It was Cephoh’s gate again, most likely here again to reclaim its guinea pigs. The bodies of Emily, Mavis, and Marco all began to slowly raise up into the sky. The gate was wide open now, acting as a vortex that was sucking them in. Richard stayed down below, watching the mages float up into the sky above. The sword followed too, attaching itself to Emily’s waist for the time being. The old man smiled, “Goodbye, old friend.” he simply said. Back on the other side of the gate, Emily, Marco, and Mavis dropped onto a random hillside that wasn’t too far from the kingdom. However, what they saw was horrendous. From afar, Emily could see it coming. The thing that would soon drive the Clover Kingdom into war. Still barely conscious and lacking strength, Emily tried to pull herself to at least her knees. She looked to her right, able to see that Marco and Mavis were really there. She didn’t have time to process what had just recently happened, but she had her mentors back, and that was all that mattered.