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Chapter 96: Second Servant
Chapter 96: Second Servant
Warlock Ch 96. Second Servant
"Alright, fine," Damian muttered, smirking as he adjusted his approach. "You want to play hard to catch? Let's see how you handle us coming at you from two sides."
"Fenrith!" Damian called, glancing at his loyal companion. "We're going in from two directions. I'll come at it from above—try to get in close and draw its attention."
Fenrith growled in response, his sharp gaze locked onto the raven. They moved in tandem, splitting off in opposite directions, their steps mirroring each other as they approached the creature from both sides. The raven watched them, its crimson eyes narrowing as it tried to track both of them, a trace of unease flickering in its expression.
Damian's mind raced. He knew that if he tried to get close, the raven would simply evade him, so he needed something to box it in, something it couldn't dodge. And he had the perfect solution.
He raised his hand, dark energy crackling around him as he summoned [Shadow Barrier]. The barrier shimmered into existence around the raven, closing in on the raven and limiting its movement.
The Bloodwing Raven let out an agitated caw, its wings beating against the confined space as it struggled to maintain its evasive advantage. Damian's grin widened, his plan starting to come together. He and Fenrith positioned themselves, the barrier effectively trapping the raven. "Now!" Damian shouted, signaling to Fenrith.
They both jumped, launching themselves off the barrier's surface and up toward the raven in a synchronized attack. Damian's hand reached down, his energy pulsing as he prepared to unleash his skill.
Fenrith lunged at the raven from one side, his fangs bared, while Damian came at it from the other, his hands brimming with dark energy. The raven's eyes widened, realizing it had nowhere to go. With a desperate flap of its wings, it tried to ascend, but the barrier was too narrow, too restrictive.
They struck together, driving the raven downward. He extended his hand to the floor.
"[Dark Dominion]!" he shouted, and a dark aura erupted from the ground, spreading in a swirling, shadowy mist that engulfed the raven as it crashed down within the confined space.
Before they also crashed, Damian and Ferith jumped again. He grabbed onto Fenrith mid-air and went to the safe space.
The Dark Dominion wrapped around the raven, binding it in place and dealing continuous damage that pulsed with each passing second.
[Bloodwing Raven took 200 damage.]
The raven screeched, thrashing in the grip of the dark energy as it struggled to break free. But the Dark Dominion held strong, its relentless damage chipping away at the raven's HP. Damian's gaze was steely as he watched the creature's struggles, knowing he had the upper hand at last.
He stepped forward, his expression calm yet filled with resolve. "Listen," he called out, his voice carrying a note of command. "You're tough, I'll give you that. But you're not getting out of this unless you're willing to make a deal."
The raven's screeches quieted as it turned its furious gaze on him, the pain of the Dark Dominion wearing down its strength. Damian raised his hand, letting the dark energy ripple around him as he held its attention.
"I'll release you from this binding… if you agree to make a pact with me," he said firmly, his eyes locked onto the raven's. "Fight for me, stand by my side, and I'll make sure you don't fall like this again."
The raven hesitated, its gaze flickering between Damian and the shadowy aura holding it captive. A moment passed, filled only with the sound of its labored breaths, before it gave a sharp, acknowledging caw, its head bowing slightly in submission.
Damian felt a rush of satisfaction as he saw the agreement in its eyes. He released the Dark Dominion, allowing the energy to dissipate as he stepped back, his heart pounding with the thrill of victory.
He extended his hand toward the raven, feeling the surge of magic as he invoked [Pact Creation]. Dark tendrils of energy reached out, wrapping around the raven as the bond took hold, linking them in a shared understanding.
The raven's stats appeared before him, updated to reflect its new status as his servant.
Bloodwing Raven <Level 44>
HP: 1,900/1,900
MP: 360/360
Skills: [Life Siphon], [Bloodstorm], [Screech of Terror]
Weakness: Lightning-based attacks and sound-based spells
The pact solidified. The raven acknowledged him as its new master. It gave a low, respectful caw, its previously defiant gaze softened by loyalty.
Damian nodded. He glanced at Fenrith, who had watched the entire exchange with a quiet, approving look.
"Well," Damian said, catching his breath as he looked between his two servants, a small grin tugging at his lips. "Looks like we're building quite the team."
He glanced over at Cassius, half-expecting some sort of response, maybe even a faint nod of approval. But Cassius, as usual, wore that stony, unreadable expression, his eyes as calm and distant as ever. Damian sighed inwardly. 'What did I expect from him?' The man was about as likely to hand out compliments as he was to reveal the secrets of the universe.
Just as Damian was about to turn away, Cassius moved, a subtle shift as he raised his hand and summoned his own servants. Three figures appeared, materializing in the dim light of the training room. Damian's eyes widened as he took in their forms.
The first was a towering, armored figure with crimson plating that shimmered like molten lava. Its eyes glowed a searing red, and its hands were wreathed in flames. The air around it warped with heat, and Damian could feel its raw power thrumming through the room.
Molten Guardian <Level 50>
HP: 2,200/2,200
MP: 400/400
Skills: [Flame Strike], [Inferno Barrier], [Magma Rush]
Weakness: Water and ice-based attacks
The second was a shadowy, almost spectral figure, its form constantly shifting, fading in and out of focus like smoke caught in the wind. Its eyes were voids, endless and unsettling, and its aura felt like a void sucking the warmth out of the room.
Void Wraith <Level 50>
HP: 1,800/1,800
MP: 450/450
Skills: [Shadow Blink], [Soul Drain], [Abyssal Bind]
Weakness: Light-based attacks
The last servant was a beast that resembled a cross between a wolf and a lion, its mane crackling with electricity, arcs of lightning dancing along its fur. It moved with a deadly grace, each step quiet yet powerful, its eyes sharp and calculating.
Stormbeast <Level 50>
HP: 2,000/2,000
MP: 500/500
Skills: [Thunder Pounce], [Electric Surge], [Storm Roar]
Weakness: Earth-based attacks