SAMAEL
"Sir First, watch outttt!!!" I yell and duck as my worst nightmare comes to life.
Out of the sand rose something I have only seen in books before. A monster? I'm not yet an official aid, I have not taken the test yet. I'm not allowed to participate in missions that involve real life monsters. Not to talk of a Square-Tier Monster.
In Relnoritz Monsters are ranked according to the amount of maagi and power they possess. The ranks from lowest to highest are circle, line, triangle, square, pentagon, hexagon, heptagon, octagon, nonagon, decagon, Commander, General, Immaculate, and finally Divine.
It looked average height with an ugly build and equally ugly face. With green skin that looked more like algae from cement rust, pot belly, broomlike arms and legs, long ears that fell over their faces, bulgy eyes that popped out of its sockets, and flat nose that could barely be seen with the large size of their lips. In seconds we were surrounded by a horde of them. One Troll makes sense, how in the world am I seeing close to a thousand trolls gathering at the same place.
"Stay behind me!" Sir First commands and I nod absentmindedly, my whole thought process numb from the life-threatening situation I was in. Snap out of it idiot! This will be your life as soon as you become a Warrior and you can't freeze at the sight of danger. I try a mental pep talk which fails by the way.
Sir first was battling them expertly. From his movement, coordinated like a well-rehearsed dance, to his use of magic which was coming out of him like another limb. He was using magic and swords at the same time. He was taking Trolls down like butter, tearing through them like they were paper. This is a power of a powerful descendant of the blessed. I was so focused on him to notice the horde coming behind me until I was too late. I spin around at the first growl and slimly avoid near decapitation by Troll claws. I push my feet to work and start running.
I didn't know where I was running to, but I needed to remain alive long enough for Sir First to follow. I look behind me and they were right on my trail. I can't outrun them at simple human speed, and I can't take cover. I need to fight. Think Mael! Think, you know everything about them. Like that my mind is taken back to the book I stole a couple years ago. Bestiary of Square Level Monsters.
On the third page was where Trolls were! What did it say?
Trolls are a set of creatures created by the god Gaia to protect the plants of the realm, but they were corrupted by Demonic magic making them dark and bloodthirsty. They feed on meat and kill their preys instantly.
Trolls are super strong, fast, but have terrible agility and sight. They hunt by sound, and smell.
Trolls cannot be killed by normal weapons because of speedy regeneration and healing. To kill a troll you either burn them, expose them to direct ultraviolet rays, or decapitate them with a 5-star weapon or higher.
Okay! I don't have such weapon, but I have a glass mirror in my bag. If I place it well, I can create an ultraviolet ray shield behind me to keep them away for a while. I turn instantly, pull the mirror from my pocket porch and place it on the ground at the right angle. It reflects the harsh sun rays of the dessert directly on the trolls and they take a step back and I keep running.
I was still celebrating my little win I didn't look forward until it was too late. I skid to a stop as right in front of me stood another horde of Trolls. Where did this enormous amount come from again. I turn back to check if Sor First was done with his pile, but I couldn't see. I couldn't even see his silhouette. Did I just get lost on my first mission? No no no! That's impossible I haven't been running for longer than 30 mins I couldn't have gone that far. Well, if I survive this, I can go in search of Sir First.
I turn in search of anything flammable, but I had no flammable material. In my folly a Troll attacks so fast I slimly dodge. I fall to the ground and a sharp pain in my hand draws my attention. OMG! I'm bleeding. 4 large gashes were on half of my chest and left arm, damage done by the Trolls claws.
I pull myself to my feet and in that moment, I knew I was going to die but I won't die on my knees. My death will come with me on my feet fighting till my last breath. I will die a fighter! I push my feet apart and close my eyes. I pray one last time to be Almighty God to help me finish these monsters. Just as another troll attacks I turn to shield myself with my hands, but two swords materialize in place and cuts the Trolls hands of as the rest of its body disintegrates. My bracelets were glowing brightly, and I couldn't help the chuckle that passes my lips.
My golden bracelets given to me by my parents since birth which always had a mark of a beautiful double Katana is now plain and glowing. The katanas were beyond stunning. They look better in reality than they did as designs. The blade was made of a metal I haven't seen before, and it emitted a dull glow like there was a power there waiting to be unleashed.
The hilt was made of onyx, and black obsidian gem, beautiful murals beautified it. The blade has a distinct design of an angel wings at the tip, and dragon scales at the center. I hold both swords in my hand and I feel the power within it hum in pleasure like it finally found its place. A soul Weapon, one of the rarest weapons, and only the most powerful Warriors possess them. Even the First family don't have a soul weapon. How in the world do I have a soul weapon? Who exactly are my parents that they could afford to leave me a soul weapon?
The first set of Trolls attack and my body moved on its own accord. I duck to the left avoiding two sharp claws aiming for my head, and slice through two trolls at once. At this moment my instinct took over I realize how sharp they have always been. my whole life I never go hit by punches and attacks thrown at me, I now know it's just because I have sharp fighter instincts. Could that mean I could be a shifter or beastman? They are the ones with natural fighter instincts.
Within few minutes a pile of maagi core surrounded me. Every Monster has a Maagi core even though it has been corrupted by the darkness that feeds their anger and rage. With the aid of my soul weapon, a single slice disintegrates them leaving behind only their maagi core. A monster Maagi core is the most important part of a monster. Not only can they be used as power source for magical equipment, they can also be converted into a powerful maagi source for you. the process is expensive, but with enough maagi core you can get one done.
Another set of trolls come out of the ground, and I groan heavily! when is this torture going to end? Where in the world am I? And how come this huge number of monsters exist in the same place at once. It's like a troll hive up here! I slice two heads off the trolls close to me and follow up with another cut to three others with one swipe of my swords. I dodge, block and attack quickly and expertly unlike anything I have ever done. it was like the weapon had a mind of its own and it is directing my movements.
Smooottthhh!
I finish this new sets of Trolls and I pile all the maagi core in my space ring. A space ring is like a ring that has a magic room where you can keep things, and the space is as large as its grade. I don't know the particular grade of my own space ring, but I know it has never filled up. Also got it from my parents so I don't know if like the weapon it a mind-blowing grade is.
More trolls rise from the round, and I brace myself to continue the fight. Just as they start their attack my vision blurs totally. A wave of dizziness hits and I stagger. Two sets of claws cut through my chest, and I fall to the ground screaming in pain. What caused the dizziness? why can't I feel my bones? why can't I move from the ground? I try my hardest to move but it was like my bones have become metal and too heavy.
I search through my brain for an answer and the picture of the page of the on trolls pop into my brain. The bottom of the page had a warning!
WARNING!
Avoid troll claws by all means. Their claws contain poison that weakens maagical creatures, and is deadly to humans, or non-awakened. One mark can cause minor dizziness. Two marks causes total paralysis, and more than two is fatal.
OMG! I'm going to die! avoiding death has been my goal since I woke up this morning. Ironically, here I am in the middle of nowhere, with no idea why I am here, surrounded by a bunch of trolls, and death found me in the tightest space. As darkness covers my vision the Trolls close in on me and I let go with a single thought.
Is the afterlife better than here?