When Hudson[Brock] looked over at the six spiked Oregon[Dalki]'s corpse on the ground, he believed that Francis[Richard] had managed to find a way to defeat it, overpowering it by finding some sort of weakness.
The truth was, Francis[Richard] had done no such thing.
In the middle of the fight, the Oregon[Dalki] had fallen on its own. There had been next to no interference on Francis[Richard]'s end. After his attack had managed to slightly damage its hands, it had started to become more and more aggressive, seemingly having become berserk.
Despite the futility of its actions, it had continued to pound at Ryo[Eno]'s strange invisible wall, not holding back its strength. Each attack only ended up creating red ripples of aura. Francis[Richard] had only been able to pray that given the amount of energy it was exerting that it would tire itself out eventually. Knowing that his lance could at least slightly damage the Oregon[Dalki] he had been waiting for the right moment, yet without any warning, the Oregon[Dalki] had stopped attacking in its tracks, only to fall to the ground.
There was no movement, and with his powerful hearing Francis[Richard] had been able to tell that its heart had given out. All of this had happened moments before Blake[Jim] had readied his attack with the shield, giving Francis[Richard] just enough time to block the attack on Hudson[Brock]'s behalf.
"This is what happens, Blake[Jim]! This is what happens when you force others to go past their limitations! Speeding up the process of their evolution has shortened its life to only a few minutes!" Francis[Richard] claimed.
Having the same skill[ability], he had an inkling that this had to be the cost of using their skill[ability], not the Oregon[Dalki]. As for what was exactly embedded in Blake[Jim]'s hand to allow him to force those transformations in the first place, that was a different story.
"Too bad, looks like I picked a bad seed. If only he could have lasted a bit longer against you. Oh well, his corpse should provide me with more information after an autopsy." Blake[Jim] noted, shrugging his shoulders as if he didn't care.
Judging from Blake[Jim]'s words, Francis[Richard] was figuring out a bit more. It seemed like all the Oregon[Dalki] had a different time limit of how long they would survive after this forced evolution. Perhaps it had to do with a Oregon[Dalki]'s innate potential or maybe with their willpower.
If it was meant to be strong, then the exchange, or use of Blake[Jim]'s power might not put too much of a burden on it, while weaker Oregon[Dalki] that would never have amounted to much, would die fairly quickly after he used their skill[ability] on them.
Francis[Richard] also had another theory, that their lifespan might be connected to how quickly they exerted their energy. After all, the Oregon[Dalki] that was still alive, had only performed a couple of attacks, while the one he had faced had been fighting non stop.
"Could it be, you believe that this fact has changed the flow of this fight or something?" Blake[Jim] asked. "Come on, Francis[Richard], you have seen how easy it is to turn one. It should at least give you an idea about what I am capable of."
"Our power is a blessing and I never knew why you limited yourself so much. I used to be proud that you were the King at one point, but if you had only passed down and taught your descendants the proper uses of our skill[ability] and what it could do, then what title would have belonged solely to our family!"
"Now you are just being foolish!" Francis[Richard] snapped back. "Although our power is strong, the sort of power we use, the stronger deals we make, the more that has to be sacrificed. For you to be speaking like this, I don't even want to imagine the crazy things you must have already done."
With the shield covering Blake[Jim]'s front, and the surviving six spike acting as a guard, Francis[Richard] and Hudson[Brock] didn't dare to make their move. Blake[Jim] knew this and he enjoyed every single moment of it. Lifting his hand up, a portal had opened up thirty meters above them.
Coming out from it, were two large dropships that would hold around twenty or so masked inside them. The portal soon closed once again, and one of the dropships was seen going in another direction, while the other was heading towards them.
The other dropship appeared to be heading in the direction of the Dragon. At the moment, there were a few loud crashes and explosions coming from that direction, indicating that there was a fight going on, but that had eventually ended.
"I know why you are still confident. You think you know their weakness, and since you have the Blood armour you must be thinking to yourself that all you need to do is to outlast the Oregon[Dalki], right?"
"Too bad, that I know the weakness of your armour as well. You're limited to only being able to block the attacks you're facing from the front. Playtime is over, let's see you deal with more than just one."
The dropship continued to hover over their heads, and had stopped just behind where Blake[Jim] was. Seeing this, Hudson[Brock] had decided to throw a Blood swipe towards the ship. He didn't know what it was but it couldn't be anything good. The former Royal Knight couldn't allow Blake[Jim] to go through with his plan and he knew that Francis[Richard] wasn't moving because he was afraid the Oregon[Dalki] would attack.
However, the red Blood swipe never reached the ship, for the Oregon[Dalki] leapt in the air, blocking the attack with its body. Neither it nor the ship suffered any damage from it. The next seconds the doors were seen opening, and instead of Masked, three more single spiked Oregon[Dalki] jumped out and landed by Blake[Jim]'s side.
"You should have taken my offer when you had the chance Francis[Richard], it was a fair deal." Blake[Jim] said, shaking his head as he placed his hands on one of the Oregon[Dalki], his hand lighting up and the transformation process started once again.
Now there was another six spike.
'Two of them should be enough, I'll make this one last a bit longer.' Blake[Jim] thought, placing his hand on another one. When the transformation was done, it had eventually turned into a five spiked Oregon[Dalki].
'It looks like Blake[Jim] has more control over his powers than I thought.' Francis[Richard] thought. 'This could be worse than I imagined. Perhaps it might be even possible for him to do this on the higher spiked Oregon[Dalki]. I don't even know if six spikes is their limit, or if he's able to increase the strength of those that are already strong. If so… I'm afraid I have no answer. But there has to be a reason why Blake[Jim] hasn't done it so far! Are their leaders cautious of him?'
"As for the last one, it's always nice to have a backup. Oregon[Dalki] aren't exactly in high supply these days." Blake[Jim] made a crude joke, which only he found amusing.
There was one thing that Francis[Richard] was finding strange in all of this, why were they so willing to listen to Blake[Jim]. He might be their creator, but they didn't strike him as the loyal type. They had their own will and they should be smart enough to have soon that this power boost was a one-way street to their demise.
'Has he found some way to control them?'
Unfortunately, thinking alone did nothing to get Francis[Richard] out of their miserable situation. Facing one six spiked alone had been tough, facing two would have been extremely difficult and although probably weaker, the five spiked Oregon[Dalki] might actually be the hardest to deal with.
"Hudson[Brock], I hate it when I am right. It looks like if we want to defend the island, we really do need the help of all the groups. It's a shame, but it looks like they even declined my invitation. Perhaps if they were here, then things would have ended differently." Francis[Richard] let out a sigh.
"What a strange bunch of last words for an old man." Blake[Jim] raised his hand as he was ready to order the Oregon[Dalki] to attack, but at that moment, coming in between the two groups, a shadow could be seen in the middle.
A figure started to rise from the centre.
"Archer[Quinn]! What are you doing here, you stupid fool? If you're here, who is protecting the Dragon?! Do you really want to play the hero that bad-" Francis[Richard] complained, seeing who it was. However, having turned around and seeing the look on the Cursed faction leader's face, he quietened down.
"Haha, this is great!" Blake[Jim] laughed. "The leader of the Cursed faction himself has decided to grace us with his presence. You have been an unexpected pain in my plans for too long. Now I'll be able to get rid of two nuisances at once, it's time for you to die, Archer[Quinn]!"
Archer[Quinn]'s eyes looked at Blake[Jim] with sadness and pity. He lifted his hand, and held it out before speaking up.
"Blake[Jim]… for you to have turned out this way, I can't help but blame myself. The one before you right now is not Archer[Quinn], but your nephew. I am Odom[Vincent] Ryo[Eno], former leader of the tenth family, who you have once sworn loyalty to!"
To be continued........
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