33 Risen#re

Lirian's shout came too late.

Almost a dozen students had already began to hit it and dozens more were running towards it.

At that moment the mammoth opened its mouth wide and focused all its power, to perform a devouring sphere, the might of it from up close was to much to resist and barely a second passed before at least twenty students in all were crushed by the sphere and devoured.

The mammoth climbed back to its feet and those running towards it quickly retreated, but it didn't chase after them instead it turned its furious eyes towards the one that pushed it into such a miserable condition in the blink of an eye.

Lirian could feel the full fury of the beast on him, with just a quick inspection he could tell that the mammoth was on its last legs, even if it killed him and everyone here, death was all that awaited it.

The destructive properties of the katana were reflected in the lightning it released and that coursed through every organ and cell in the mammoths body, even with its recovery abilities it was to far gone and the mammoth knew it to, so it wanted to kill the cause before it died.

"You have quiet some nerve if you think you can kill me!" Lirian chuckled, and his body re-entered the state of form merging, and he raised the katana with one hand the entire blade was glowing with a mixture of silver and blue, and the entire sword began to hum in his hand.

The monstrously huge mammoths withered aura and Lirians began to clash in the air as they faced each other, however to the onlookers they were horror struck because Lirians aura was at least a million times more savage and brutal than the beasts.

As much as many of them wanted to help they felt that it was hopeless for them to attack the beast and instead they watched their commander who stood confidently before the beast with his sword stretched out in one hand and a wide grin on his face.

The main reason that none of them ever dared to step a foot forward was because they could tell from Lirian's stance that he wanted no one to interfere.

And so they watched the battle of a boy that was tiny in stature take on a beast so large that it was comparable to a small mountain.

Lirian and the mammoth stomped the ground at the same time, both of their steps however sent tremors through the ground and as Lirian advanced the mammoth tried to ram him with its huge head, despite the power the beast felt it knew that one strike was all it needed to crush the being in front of it.

Lirian barrelled on the ground and used the first move of his form, 'Rising Avalanche' it was a move that went against nature, avalanches come down but never rise, but that was the power of his form, it wasn't anything close to his best form, but it was the best that his current body could handle.

He stomped his foot into the ground and brought up the blade, it cut into the leg of the beast and rose up, causing more damage the further it climbed up, it started with a simple cut, but as the wound travelled up the beasts leg it ripped the flash apart savagely.

Lirian moved swiftly it was the only move of the form that he could perform, so he quickly got to work dealing devastating blows to the underneath of the of the mammoth.

Its hot blood spilt onto him, and he couldn't resist the temptation to lick his lips as the blood rained down on his mouth.

When the mammoth realised what he was doing it slammed its body down, and under it own weight several of the spears that were lodged in its body sunk deeper into it or snapped and broke.

Lirian laughed and swerved around the beast, based on how slow its movements were it appeared that his attack had caused it way to much internal damage, that allowed him to move around with ease.

As he weaved out of its belly slam, he neared one of its legs and swiped, the sword cut all the way in and hit the bone, but unfortunately the bone was to tough and other than making a small a cut he couldn't sink in any further.

He quickly spun away from the mammoth's body, but almost as soon as he stopped, he found the beasts head right in front of him, not even two feet of space existed between them, and it opened it maw wide.

Everyone watched with terror as the spell they all came to dread appeared, just two feet away from Lirian.

"You just don't learn!" Lirian roared at the top of his lungs.

He grabbed the hilt with both hands and ignited all his remaining power, to perform one last <Storm Caller> the destructive property of the blade passed into the blue lightning and it surged into the devouring sphere.

All the air in the surroundings came to a halt suddenly, and a second later a thunder clap exploded, raining down light and a deafening sound.

It all travelled from the mammoths mouth and blew them back several feet, as everyone slowly got up, they saw at the centre of the explosion, Lirian stood tall, with blood splattered all over his face and clothes, that savage aura was still clinging tightly to him.

But in front of him the mammoth's body was still standing, however its entire jaw was blown of and it was in a miserable state, with blood gushing from it like a dam.

"Well that settles it," Lirian chuckled, "My destruction is greater than your devouring," with that Lirian shoved the blade forward and pierced the mammoth's eye, and with a savage yank he ripped it out.

Then he did it to the next eye, and the mammoth was powerless to do anything against him, as it slumped down to the ground.

Lirian began to lift the katana up and down, savagely bringing it down repeatedly bashing it into the skull of the dead mammoth, with each strike, cracks began to form in its skull, and soon it was smashed into a pulp with its brains splashing all over the place.

At that time a worried voice rang out behind Lirian, Lirian swung the katana around to face who ever was disturbing his good time, he looked around savagely with bloodlust that seemed to only grow further after killing the mammoth, but as he noticed who it was his aura suddenly stilled.

"Lirian, are you okay?" Edith called out with a fearful voice; she was the only one that dared to approach, but even so she watched with fright as Lirian brutalised the corpse, tuning the entire head into a bloody pulp.

"I – I'm okay," Lirian eventually whispered, he stuck the katana into the corpse and released his form, as soon as he did the savage aura that could rip anything apart dissipated and he sunk down to his knees weakly.

Lirian felt his muscles spasming violently, now that he released the intense power, "I pushed it too far," he murmured softly, as his body slumped down, and he felt like his body turned into jelly.

Edith rushed up to him and wrapped her arms around him, she could hardly believe what he had managed to do, but most of all she saw that look in him once, that look that made it fell like this slaughter was the only thing that made him feel alive.

But still she held onto him tightly as the blood from the mammoth soaked into his clothes and hair dying him completely red in blood.

"None of this is your blood?" she asked with a little bit of panic in her voice, especially seeing how bad of a state Lirian was currently in.

But a soft chuckle sounded out from her bosom where she pressed Lirian's head, "How could such a lowly creature injure me?" he asked, and in his voice Edith could hear such pride in those words, as if he didn't even put such a mighty beast in his eyes.

She could tell that he truly did not believe that such a creature could harm him, and that he thought the mammoth unworthy of shedding his blood.

'Serious who are you really?' Edith wondered as she looked at Lirian, at this point she was certain, that he was no simple war orphan from Scavanour, there were just to many things about him that were unexplainable, and to call him a genius without equal, would be an insult to his great ability.

At that moment something strange began to happen behind them, the katana that was stuck in the mammoth's flesh began to glow as if it was being fate forged again, but the light vanished after a few seconds.

At that point Lirian made the system focus on the katana, and at that moment he was slightly surprised by what had happened to it.