Aether Chronicles: Birth Of A Legend

Raegar started throwing the daggers that hit the spiders just before he used Lightningfire Blast while summoning them back as he struck more of the beasts just as the spells slammed into their targets, burning them to ash.

Elara, standing back to cover his rear, couldn't help but smirk as she watched him rush around the battlefield killing dozens of Forest Widows like some speed freak, which she found amusing.

''Show-off,'' she muttered before stepping forward to join the fray, her own blade sparking to life.

His breaths came in ragged gasps the longer he fought, sweat dripping down his brow as he felt exhaustion settle over him. His reserves of Aether were almost gone, already strained from the battle with the bandits earlier and hiding his aura.

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Each swing of his daggers felt heavier, his movements just a fraction slower than before. Realizing he was pushing his limits, Raegar leapt back with a sharp pivot, narrowly avoiding the lunge of a spider's fangs.

He skidded to a stop just as another wave of the Forest Widows began closing in on him. Seconds later, a loud battle cry rang out when the adventurers surged forward like a tidal wave, their weapons gleaming in the fiery light of the setting sun.

'Thank god for them being here or they'd overwhelm me,' he thought with a relieved sigh.

Swords, spears, and spells tore into them, scattering the monsters in all directions. One warrior smashed through the line with a thunderous blow from his warhammer, sending chitin flying, while a mage unleashed a torrent of flames that engulfed the creatures.

Raegar's gaze locked onto Elara as she faced off against a giant spider, easily twice the size of the others. Its legs sliced through the air, trying to impale her. She sidestepped with a confident smirk and retaliated with an upward slash, severing one of its legs.

The creature shrieked and stumbled in pain as the tiger woman was too much for it as she was at least a Tier Three Warrior. He watched as she didn't give it a moment to recover. Elara surged forward, causing the ground below to shatter.

Moments later, her blade flashing as she took off two more legs in quick succession, leaving the beast writhing helplessly.

Raegar chuckled as the giant spider rear back in desperation, but it was too late. Elara closed the distance in a single leap, driving her sword straight through its head. The creature let out a final, ear-piercing screech before collapsing into a lifeless heap at her feet.

The tiger woman gracefully flicked the blood off her blade before putting it back in its sheath. Following that, she turned to Raegar and revealed her sharp canines just as she spoke.

''That,'' she declared, her voice brimming with pride and a touch of challenge, ''Is how you use the ground, little Blackwood. Master that technique, refine it, and you'll be tearing through monsters like never before.''

Raegar nodded, a newfound understanding in his eyes. ''I saw what you did, and it makes a lot more sense now. I'll practice it in my next fight,'' he said, a confident smile playing on his lips.

The tiger woman's face lit up with a warm grin. ''Would you like to stay the night? I know you prefer the forest, but we could fit in some extra training if you're up for it.''

Following that, Elara started setting up her tent while Raegar sat down in front of the lake and started gathering Aether. Thanks to the fires, earth, water, and other energy around him, he started filling most of his inner pools.

'Red, brown, blue and green are prominent but the other elements are there,' he pondered while watching all this. 'Theres even chaos there thanks to the battle.'

An hour later Raegar filled up the fire, earth, water and light pools, causing him to think. 'Maybe I can coat my daggers with Aether to use in a fight?'

After that thought crossed his mind, he drew his weapons, deciding to start with fire. Taking a steady breath, he closed his eyes and centered himself, focusing on his Aether before sending it into the blade.

Moments later, he felt his daggers awaken, vibrant red flames curling around the blades and casting a warm, flickering glow over his surroundings. Raegar stood still, the fire slowly dying down as he prepared for the next element.

With a focused breath, he called upon the water. The surrounding air cooled as his weapons shimmered with a gentle blue aura, droplets of water cascading down the blades. 'Oh wow! This is awesome!' he thought with glowing red eyes.

Next, he focused on earth. The daggers hummed, their steel darkening as green energy spiraled around them, cracks of stone appearing beneath his feet. A spark of excitement flashed in his eyes as he turned to lightning.

His daggers crackled with raw energy, arcs of brilliant lightning leaping between them and filling the air with a sharp, electric crack. Taking a steady breath, Raegar's thoughts turned to wind Aether, eager to experience its power.

In an instant, the blades hummed with a soft vibration as a swirling gust of wind whipped around him, causing the daggers to glow with an ethereal light, the air itself seeming to dance in response.

While doing that he heard someone approaching him, Raegar turned around only to see Elara standing there holding toward bottles. She offered him one with a warm smile, ''Do you want some Southern Mead?''

He nodded while taking it as he thanks the older woman, ''Thank you.''

''What were you doing just now? I saw many colors,'' she asked, her green eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Raegar didn't answer immediately. Instead, he raised his hand, and eight small orbs of light appeared, each glowing in the distinct colors of the Aether elements. Elara's eyes widened in surprise, a stunned expression crossing her face.

''Are you a Triarch mage, Blackwood?'' she asked in a voice full of disbelief.

''No,'' he shook his head before answering, ''I'm a Tetraarch, according to my grandmother.''

When Elara heard this, a confused expression appeared as she spoke, ''Never heard of it, but it sounds mysterious.''

Raegar laughed as she challenged him to a fight with an excited gleam in her eyes. ''Let's train and you can show me your fighting style.''

Following that, the two of them faced each other as the tiger woman commented with a knowing grin, ''I won't use Enhancement magic, but you're free to.''

Without a second thought, Raegar drew his daggers and lunged at her, charging forward with a grin. Elara let out a playful giggle, clearly amused, until he vanished. Her eyes went wide with surprise as he used Flash Step.

''Oh, little Blackwood! You're full of surprises,'' she exclaimed with an excited smile.

In an instant, he reappeared behind her, blades raised to strike. But Elara spun with shocking speed, blocking his attack effortlessly, a wide grin on her face. ''Speedy, huh? But not fast enough!'' she teased.

Before Raegar could react, Elara's leg shot out, landing a powerful kick that sent a jolt of pain racing through his body. He slammed into the ground, stunned for a moment. As he quickly scrambled to recover, he saw her fist coming straight for him.

With a quick roll to the side, he barely avoided the blow, and without missing a beat, he unleashed a Lightningfire Blast right at her feet. The ground erupted in a flash of fire and crackling lightning, sending sparks flying as Elara jumped back with a surprised laugh.

''You're full of surprises,'' Elara said with a smirk, her stance shifting as she prepared to attack. ''Now keep up, Blackwood!''

Raegar braced himself for the fight as adrenaline coursing through his veins, just in time to see the tiger woman explode forward. Her sword came crashing down toward him in a deadly arc.

He reacted swiftly, deflecting the blow with a quick twist of his daggers, sending her blade wide as he shot a Stormfire Bullet straight at her chest. But Elara was faster. She ducked low, avoiding the blast, and in the same motion, her fist slammed into his stomach.

Pain exploded through Raegar's core as he dropped to his knees, coughing hard. 'Oh fuck, she got me good,' he thought, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

Elara stood over him, her smile still playful but knowing. ''That was a good block, and your instincts with magic are sharp, but you're not there yet, boy.''

She extended a hand, helping him to his feet. ''I must admit, you're far more skilled than your parents did at your age.''

''Thank you,'' he replied while taking her hand and getting lifted to his feet as he continued. ''Were you there training with them?''

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