Triiffic-Soul: Can I Be In Control?-Chapter 112 – Construct
Chapter 112 – Construct
“Haa, haaa.” Lavender gasped for a few moments. Her shield was a wrinkled mess, and the attack the lizard had inflicted upon her was not light, but it could be worse. “May we not have to deal with another vermin with such thick defence.”
Lavender spear went through the beast’s eye, and its poisonous properties injected itself right into the creature's head.
“You alright?” Lavender asked.
“Look in the bloody mirror; that is a question you need to ask yourself.” Syrus was off the ground, a little dusty but looking good.
Lavender was also dusty, but with her damaged shield, the bursies, and the way she was using her spear to help her stand up, it was clear she was not in a good condition.
[Do we want to get a healing potion out of the backpack?] (Eva)
Eva knew that Luna healing Lavender was out of the question, but using one of their potions should be good.
[They are yours, up to you.] (Syrus)
[They are ours.] (Eva)
[...I am all for it, however, she will only begin to recover, it is likely she won’t be fit for combat for a while longer.] (Luna)
[I know that, but better than her dying from her injuries.] (Syrus)
Syrus observed Lavender’s condition, but it was hard to understand the scope of the internal damage she took. Ruptures inside the body were always a sad way to lose an ally. In Syrus' experience, too many people hid the pain when there was no clear wound.
[Though, injuries, even life-threatening ones, don’t always keep a warrior down until a fight is done.] (Syrus)
Lavender ignored Syrus’s complaint and looked at the large beast in wonder. She wasn’t the only one to do so either. Many civilians who were nearby couldn’t help themselves to peek now that this creature was dead, amazed at the size and ferocity of such a creature and the fact that people had been able to kill it.
Mutated creatures weren’t commonplace, especially for the normal civilians who didn’t traverse the dangerous plains and forests to hunt them once one was spotted. If they did get the chance to see one, it was when its corpse was delivered to the Hunting Guilds and processed afterwards. Even in those cases, mutated animals were only ever around ten to twenty-percent larger than their normal variants, and sometimes they had a few additional traits like longer teeth or spikes. However, the beast that appeared on this side of town was something they could only imagine in stories.
The fear they would have felt if they knew there was more of the same size at the opposite end of the city was… something that would be coming for them soon.
Lavender tapped the lizard's face with her foot. “These scales should make for good armour at least.”
Syrus said, “If your poison didn’t ruin its integrity.”
“It shouldn’t have. It is a mutated creature; look how crazy it is! My little poison shouldn’t change the fact that its scales should be a wonderful material to make armour out of.” Lavender had no evidence to back her claims.
While Lavender was chatting away, Syrus had jogged over to her bag and got out a potion for Lavender.
“Here you go.”
“What’s–oh thank you.” Lavender’s wobbly arm grabbed the potion. Syrus had already opened the lid for her, and she downed the whole thing.
“Better tasting than expected.”
“Thanks.”
“I wasn’t thanking you–” Lavender paused.
Thud!
A large thud was heard again. “What is it this time?” Syrus complained. The sound was coming from the southern entrance to the city. A different spot again.
“I will go on ahead; you get some proper help.”
“Will do!” Lavender waved goodbye. Syrus wasn’t sure if she was going to listen.
Anlesa ran off to the main street.
[How is it that there are more mutated creatures coming from different directions?] (Eva)
[Well, the ones that come from the north or south could easily be ones that diverted off earlier from the pack attacking from the west.] (Syrus)
They were discussing the possibilities, already assuming whatever was causing the sound was more mutated animals.
When they reached the main street.
There was a single large thing that stood tall on two legs above the city's smaller buildings. Even with no head, the size was equal to the largest two-story buildings the city had to offer.
[Um… what is that?] (Eva)
Anlesa could only question what manner of thing stood before them.
Its body was made of rock and stone that seemingly didn’t connect via bones or muscles. They weren’t sure how a creature would even adapt to having rocks as an outer shell, but looking at that thing, it was certain that wasn’t the case.
[It’s similar to a monster… no… that is going too far.] (Syrus)
Syrus' assertion was made because of the common trait that monsters had. They made no logical sense; they weren’t something that followed nature's rules. However, observing this rock thing, assumptions could be made.
[I… believe I have read something on such a cre–no, construct before.] (Luna)
[Construct?] (Eva)
[Yes, a being created through magic and attributes. Their size, appearance, and shape differ greatly between the style and method, but the purpose is the same. A guardian made of material, to be controlled or ordered.] (Luna)
[Okay, so some Earth attribute mage has made, a what? A rock construct? How in all things living is that thing even functioning?!] (Syrus)
Syrus was looking at the construct as if it were simply a pile of rocks being manipulated by a mage to appear in that shape and not some uniform design whose purpose was to be puppeteered or ordered. Her reasoning for this was sound; it didn’t even have joints, and it genuinely appeared to be just rocks floating together.
[They are… mostly hypothetical creations. Some have been built in the past, but many issues occur, and you are right. Mana supply is an issue that only gets worse with the size of the creation, but all the ways people have created to store mana now, maybe someone worked out a solution. Outside of that, it could be powered by multiple people supplying mana to it.] (Luna)
[If it is the second option, could we disrupt the connection?] (Syrus)
[No idea.] (Luna)
Luna was also in agreement that the second option was more likely. It was simply too large to have mana stored within it. If it did, it wouldn't last long.
“Well, time to try our best.”