Conqueror

We were all confused. We haven't seen Zieglind's skill.

"Where is this? Where have you taken us?!" Orka, the female demon asked while she was panicking.

"Hell Sanctuary!" Hryth immediately casted. But nothing happened.

"You can't escape my domain." Zieglind asserted dominance. "Change location, Hazardous Blizzard!" The unending black that was stretching into infinity changed into an insanely cold location. Mountains made of ice, snow and a wind that blew freezing air and the ground made with hard cold ice. Even standing here, a normal creature standing here would've caught frostbite already.

Yryth felt Zieglind's power surging through the whole area. He owns this world and they can't change it. "You're dangerous... I'm sorry brother and sisters, but I need your help. He's too dangerous. We need to work with this one."

"Are you k-" Hryth wanted to decline Yryth's suggestion but Yryth simply looked at him menacingly silencing him in the process. "If you say so." He just followed his orders. "Fury Armor!" Four noticeable spots on his body changed. His fists and his feet. It was enveloped in a fire-like armor.

"Book of Cyazl!" Yryth was a mage.

"Whip of Domination!" Bry uses a fire whip.

"Zy Rya Me Phi Ti!" Orka casted a cursed art. "Demonic Rifle!"

"Come, Soul Scythe." Zieglind's Reaper weapon. We still haven't seen it until now. It was a magnificent scythe. An aura enveloped the steel of the scythe and it was pulsing. Zieglind looked at it in awe. It seems this is the first time that he saw it too. Maybe it's reacting at his power.

We three looked at each other and let out our weapons.

"Come, Deathdance!" Afal started.

Then came Greta, "Come, Soul Rend!"

Then me, "Come, Baneful Sword and Dominion!"

Without warning, Zieglind rushed in first. He left us here but it seems he wants to take everyone by himself. We just stood back and decided that if he ever got in trouble we'll join in.

Zieglind started the fight, "Lightning Body, Challenge, Battle Sense, Corruption, Soul Homage, Rage, Blood Rampage, Berserker!"

Yryth's face turned pale. "Those skills are!?"

Zieglind didn't let him talk. He stopped in front of their faces. They couldn't even see him move. He just teleported in front of them instantly. "Soul Drag!" A small black hole formed and sucked the four in the middle of it. Zieglind took a stance and raised his scythe. Just as he was about to swing it, Yryth intervened.

"Dispel!" His Soul Drag spell was gone and they were no longer being sucked in. "Repel!" Zieglind was blown away. "You... Those skills you used. Those are the skills from both the Demon race, Warrior Class and Mage Class. There has been no one that can use multiple skills from two classes. I can understand if you're a demon but your appearance does not reflect that at all."

"What are you saying brother?" Hryth lowered his weapons and relaxed himself.

"He's saying that he's dangerous. That's it." Bry reassured his brother.

"That's unheard and... how did he get ahold of a demon spell? That spell he casted called 'Corruption', that was a secret from our clan!" Orka understood the danger of Zieglind.

"Dispel Gazer Armor."

"Huh?!" We were all confused. Zieglind dispelled his armor.

"Armor of the Bloodfallen!" The ground rumbled and red particles appeared from Zieglind's body. It then exploded and we were surrounded by...

"Blood?" It was a huge dome. But after the dome disappeared, our jaws dropped after we saw Zieglind's form.

"Kyaa! This is the best!" He shouted. He doesn't say those things... Has he been possessed? But his appearance... It's haunting.

A crimson red armor with a hint of black in several places. His knees, shoulders and elbows had spikes coming out. His wings growing our had a metal lining on the top of it and the color of blood was enhancing the overall appearance of the wings. His tail also had spikes and a metal ball on the very tip of it.

As I remember, he can only use this power partially... I wonder what happened.

"What...?" The demons were just shocked. They doesn't know a thing on what Zieglind just did.

"Get... OUT!" Zieglind shouted. It was a defeaning shout sending waves of wind. We covered our ears but we could still feel it ringing. "Damn those souls are getting powerful to the point it's possessing me."

"Fire Shackles!" Bry casted. "We need to kill him now!"

Her siblings want to decline but they had no choice. It's either kill or be killed.

"Fury Blows!" Hryth instantly got in front of Zieglind. Several afterimages of his fist was showing on how fast his punches were. It was connecting but Zieglind didn't feel anything.

Zieglind decided to take a move. "Judgement." A loud thud was heard and it was the demons hitting the ground with intense force. Zieglind then broke free of the shackles Bry casted. "Soul Drag." The grounded demons were suddenly being sucked in. "Come, Bloodlust! Hmm... Huh?!" His sword had changed too.

It turned from a katana to a nodachi. A blade that's forged in the southern part of Pandir. The only distinguishable difference between the two are the weight and the length. But what Zieglind was holding was different. He was holding two nodachi in an enormously large size. It's handle in my estimation was 10 inches and the blade itself was 40 inches I think.

He ignored the change and redirected his attention to the grounded demons. In a single movement he did that I couldn't even see, the heads of the demons came flying off.

The area around us collapsed like a mirror breaking and when I opened my eyes, we were back at the top of the turtle and back at Pandir.

Zieglind dispelled his armor and started to vomit.

"Zieglind!" We went to him. I tapped his back to reassure him somehow.

"Sorry... I-" He vomited again. "It's just the side effects of the skill I used. I'll be fine." He then stood up. "Now, what to do with these four?"

We looked at the demons and saw that their heads moved around and went back to their head. "They resurrected!?"