The headless demon on one side, Lydia and the Daemon on the other. Yugo could only grit his teeth as once again others stronger then him were protecting him from harm. The dark voice Yugo had developed after Zaven revealed Yugos true lineage tickled the back of Yugos mind. It was his own inner doubts and shadow self. A growing shadow that only existed because he refused to accept the truth of her his father was and what the revelation meant for his life. It tried to tell him he was nothing, only a weakling who could never amount to anything besides a bed ridden cripple. He could feel the gripping darkness invade his mind as the general fought against the headless Daemon, and the vice captain handled the leader. His body shook in fear and indecision on what to do.

But as it tried to dig its claws into his mind Yugo broke the stranglehold by reminding himself of the warmth he had felt when Ardere had healed him, or how he had cried in Zavens arms when he had awoken from their daemon forced combat. He broke toward the headless daemon and used the generals back as a spring board to launch himself high into the air above the Daemon. He knew it was targetting him, as it had when they first met, and when its seperated head had been destroyed by zaven he had promised vengence on the young glass mage and the shadow captain. The Daemon, despite not having a visible head, turned to look upward fully distracted by the flashy display as Yugo had Hoped. He couldn’t decide between helping the general or Lydia and as such had decided to do both.

As he was far enough above the two below him that the general could fully swing her axe without worrying about hitting him, he twisted mid air and raised his middle finger and thumb up to touch each other as he said the words ‘mark, set’ to activated the homing aspect of his spell aiming not the Main Daemon, but for the precious crystal she was now attempting to use to stop Lydia from using any magic to fight her as it would simply get absorbed into the crystal. He flicked the finger sending a super condensed ball of glass sailing in a curved arc that would lead it safely around Lydia, and send it smashing into the crystal. He had learned when he almost died fighting along side Ardere that the crystal was what they were truly intrigued in using. It didn’t destory the crystal, much to his annoyance but the shock of the sudden impact ripped the object from the daemons grip, causing what ever spell it was using to stop working.

”NOW LADY LYDIA!”

The daemon would barely have any time to react to what happened, the shock of it had made it so she was completely open, and had broken the concentration needed for what ever spell she was using to jump bodies, as the converted humans fell to the ground finally dead.

Name of Spell: Marble Flick
Elemental Type: Glass
Rank & Spell Type: Junior Attack Creation
Range & Speed: 25m range, 10 m/s speed.
Mana Cost: Initial=10
Sustained=5
Stats Effected: +2 Power
Applicable Perks: none
Description: The user holds up their hand, their thumb holding back their middle finger which is used to aim the spell. By “Flicking their finger" the user shoots a Marble Sized ball of Super hardened Glass that travels at 10 meters per second toward the target and can reach a maximum range of 25 meters from the user. The user can cause the spell to home in on the opponent by designating them while aiming by saying “Mark Set.”

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Again, Yugo was stuck midmotion as the world moved around him faster and more dangerous then he could handle. He didn’t even have the ability to see the attack that almost took his life, let alone the quick movement that saved it. It happened so fast and sharply that Yugo messed up his landing and ended up on his ass in a minor shock as he watched lydia and the general fight and kill the daemons. He watched in stunned silence as with little ese, the two killed monsters that would have killed him with the ease he had in breathing.

He watched as the daemon died a terrible death in the pure sunlight. Its wailing scream of anguish was in another language not of this world. Its tar like body spluttered and boiled as it cried out to be saved by some one named “Hastur” before falling to the ground and dying as her body dried up and turned to dust as the light finally ended its relentless assault. Yugo stared at the swath of forest so easily devoured by the light, turning it into a burnt and ruined wasteland. He wonder just was insane magic people like Lydia, Ardere, and his father Zaven must be dealing with. He looked up at lydia and then stood up as she began to berate him.

Her words cut deeply on the young man. A child who so eagerly wanted nothing more then to stand tall and proud found it hard to be told he was less then useless. He had already felt himself as a Burden and to hear someone like Lydia seemingly confirm that for him almost broke the young man. He turned his head down in shame and nodded as she finished her sentence. Yugo simply nodded and with a understanding determination in his downcast eyes he responded to her with “Understood, Vice Captain Lydia.”

He turned to follow her if she left and could not help but notice the generals death glare at him. He was unsure if it was because he used her as a springboard or if it was because he had messed up, either way he wasn’t sure shed be friendly to him and as such kept quiet. If pressed for an explination to his actions, he was forthcoming and did not lie. “I thought if I did things correctly, I could cause a distraction for both enemies at the same time and allow you both to have a clear opening to attack and end the battle. That was all the intentions I had.”

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Yugo had expected the fist, not perfectly, but he had expected the general of all of them to be the one to try to attack him, he wouldnt resist and allow it to happen, however Lydia caught the punch and saved him from a new injury. As Lydia calmed the General down for a moment, Yugo breathed a quiet sigh of relief that he would be saved from retaliation he felt he deserved. He hadnt really known why he had chosen to use her as a spring board. He didn’t even really understand why he disobeyed. He knew she was higher ranking them him, and was even in her own kingdom making her a Queen as well over him. He wondered to himself if he had let his desire to… do something useful, anything useful, had ended up doing far more harm then any good it could have made happen.

The young Magic Knight would perk up as Lydia began to speak. He made sure to listen to each and every word and absorb as much meaning from them as possible. Yugo didn’t disagree that good intentions meant nothing compared to experience and ability. He even found the idea to be something he understood. So once again he found himself wondering why he had done what he had done. Was he under enemy influence again? No… it wouldnt make sense as lydia and the general most likely would be able to sense something was off and they might not even be having this conversation. Was it because he was scared to fail? That question stuck with Yugo as he realized thats the question he needed to ask.

It had happened before, where the enemy was so overwhelmingly strong that even Ardere had to get serious. And yet, without order, or without the ability and experience needed he had seen for himself first handed that just because one might not be the most logical person to handle something, that doesnt mean they arent the right one. But even then, he also agreed heavily with her that he was weak and would not survive doing things like this constantly. He understood that if he wanted to really take the fight to these monsters then he needed to be stronger. He needed experience fighting, and he needed to continue to grow as a magic knight.

Once Lydia finished speaking, he would speak clearly and purposely, but not to sound above her or to try to pull off anything more then letting her know his resolve. He removed his magic knights cloak and held it infront of him, his eyes which while still fresh and opened wide in youth, were hard set and looking straight ahead. “You can take my Mantle, But I wont stop hunting these monsters. I understand im weak, and unexperienced in the ways of being a Magic Knight. But I made a promise to my parents, may they rest in peace, that I would not let their deaths be in vein. I am a citizen of Clover and I swore on the day I received this mantle that I would fight with everything I have to protect it, not just for the nobles selfish aims!” as he spoke now, his mana flared, unconcious to himself it flowed clear without imperfection and looked much like the heated haze of a sunbaked pathway. “Ill make sure the Citizens of Clover, Peasent and Noble alike are able to live in true equality and peace. My life is worth far less then even the life of a single Citizen of Clover. I know im weak… So ill keep working hard to get stronger. I may not know how, But ill keep striving till I finally learn how.” he aura died down a bit as his final words has a calm tone to them of quiet resolve being hardened once again.”

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