I Can Upgrade My Talent In Everything



In the midst of their intriguing conversation, a sudden darkness descended upon the gathering, plunging the room into a state of chaos and panic. Demons scrambled, their eyes wide with fear and confusion. Lea, Klea, and DeDen, caught off guard, looked to Fein for guidance, their expressions a mix of apprehension and desperation.

Fein's eyes narrowed as he surveyed the room, his mind racing to decipher the unfolding chaos. Explosions echoed in the distance, sending shockwaves of terror through the crowd. Shadows slithered and danced amidst the darkness, striking with lethal precision. It was clear that an unseen enemy had infiltrated the gathering, and Fein knew he had to act swiftly.

With a flicker of determination in his eyes, Fein assessed the situation. He observed the attackers, their forms melding seamlessly with the shadows, elusive and deadly. Their movements were swift and calculated, leaving a trail of devastation in their wake. The powerful demons in the room mustered their magical abilities, conjuring fireballs and summoning icy tundras to fend off the relentless assault.

Not one to back down, Klea's face contorted with a mixture of anger and determination. She tapped into the darkest recesses of her power, conjuring a swirling vortex of corrosive acid that ate away at one of the shadowy figures. Her gaze burned with intensity.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, Fein's mind raced as he assessed the situation. He knew he had to hold back, concealing his true strength and abilities, lest he revealed his hand too early. Lea, Klea, and DeDen fought valiantly, using their unique powers to defend themselves against the shadow phantoms.

So, wisp of purple flames began to appear on his finger tips. The aura of destruction spread throughout the darkness. 

"Not good!" One of the shadows was hit by Fein who suddenly appeared behind him in split second. 

Just like that, the shadow didn't even manage to let out a scream or even put a struggle. He just disappeared, as if his entire existence was erased.

Fein held back his strength, watching as Lea produced a swirling ice attack, only for the shadow phantoms to easily cut through it with their daggers. Deden transformed into a Gargoyle, his fierce punch distorting one of the shadows and causing it to let out a painful scream. Deden took advantage of his ability to fly, but was caught off guard as a dagger suddenly appeared on his throat. Fein narrowed his eyes in concern, but his expression remained neutral.

Just as things were looking grim, Klea stepped forward and began to conjure a mental attack. Fein watched in fascination as her eyes glowed with a dark aura, and the shadow phantoms began to writhe in agony. With a final scream, the phantoms dissipated into thin air, leaving the room eerily quiet.

Fein let out a breath he didn't realize he had been holding, impressed by the display of power from his new acquaintances. He watched as Deden reverted back to his normal form, rubbing his throat and glancing warily at the other shadows still lurking in the room. Lea and Klea stood side by side, their faces flushed with a mixture of excitement and fear.

"That was close," Deden said, his voice hoarse. "We need to be more careful."

Lea nodded in agreement, her eyes darting around the room nervously. "We can't let our guard down for a moment."

Klea, meanwhile, was staring at Fein with a newfound respect in her eyes. "I had no idea you were so strong," she said, her voice filled with awe. "You really saved us back there."

Fein gave a small smile, but said nothing. He knew that revealing his true strength would only complicate things, and it was best to keep up his facade for the time being.

As the lights flickered back on, revealing the chaotic aftermath of the attack, the room came alive with a cacophony of voices and the pungent scent of magic lingering in the air. Tables were overturned, food lay scattered on the ground, and injured demons moaned in pain. Some demons still stood in defensive stances, their fingers crackling with residual magic—flames dancing, sparks of thunder, and gusts of wind swirling around them.

Fein surveyed the scene, his eyes darting from one demon to another, taking in the confusion and shock that painted their faces. Their expressions ranged from anger to fear, their brows furrowed in deep contemplation as they tried to make sense of the chaos that had just unfolded.

"Who were those shadows?" one demon demanded, his voice laced with indignation. "How dare they attack a gathering of nobles?"

"Did anyone recognize them?" another asked, his eyes scanning the room for any familiar faces among the injured or fallen.

The questions flew back and forth, voices rising in volume as the demons voiced their concerns and theories. Fein watched from the sidelines, his demeanor calm and composed, giving away nothing of the calculating mind beneath his facade. He knew that in times like these, it was best to listen and gather information, to discern the true intentions and motives of those around him.

Amidst the chaos, Lea, Klea, and Deden exchanged worried glances, their expressions reflecting a mix of disbelief and determination. They had faced the shadows firsthand, witnessing the danger they posed. Lea's eyes held a steely resolve, her jaw set in determination.

"We can't let them get away with this," she declared, her voice firm. "We need to find out who they are and bring them to justice."

Klea nodded in agreement, her fists clenched at her sides. "They won't escape our wrath. We'll make sure of it."

Deden, his wings still partially spread from his transformation, looked around the room, his gaze lingering on the injured and fallen. "We need to ensure the safety of everyone here. We can't let this happen again."

Fein listened to their words, silently assessing their reactions. Their determination was admirable, but he knew that he had to play his cards right. Their desire for justice and protection could be manipulated to serve his own interests.

As the demons continued to discuss and strategize, Fein seized the opportunity to approach Lea, Klea, and Deden, a concerned expression on his face.

"I can't believe this happened," he said, his voice laced with a mix of sympathy and frustration. "We were supposed to be safe here. It's clear that we need to take action to ensure the safety of everyone. Count me in. I'll do whatever it takes to find those responsible."

Lea looked at Fein, her eyes searching for any signs of deceit. Satisfied with what she saw, a flicker of trust crossed her features. "We appreciate your support," she said, her voice softer than before. "Together, we'll uncover the truth and bring justice to those who attacked us."

As the group united in their resolve, Fein couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. The chaos had presented him with an opportunity—a chance to solidify his position among the powerful demons of the lower realm. With their trust, he could manipulate their actions and ultimately achieve his own hidden agenda.