Striving for Perfection
Timberwolves and the Basics of Magic
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The little wolf on the left pounced on me. I took a step to the side, hit the head with a knife and kicked the wolf in the side.
The alpha and the second wolf attacked me at the same time, I rolled to the side and plunged the knife into the alpha's stomach. The knife got stuck and I couldn't get it out.
He just doesn't care? There's a knife sticking out of his stomach, and he didn't even pay attention! Does this mean that...
I screamed when the first wolf, confirming my fear, knocked me to the ground and tried to bite off my head, but I kept his mouth at a distance from me. I kicked him in the stomach, which, to my surprise, pierced him through.
Are they really that fragile? Then I'll think about it, and now I need to deal with two more.
While I was thinking, the remaining wolves started circling around me again, waiting for the moment to attack. A simple wolf ran at me, I wanted to kick him in the head, but he was able to dodge and catch me by the right hand. I started hitting him with my free hand wherever I could, in the chest, in the stomach, in the neck, in the head, and eventually turned him into a mess, in the center of which was a green ball covered with wood. The orb seemed alive because it immediately began extending its tentacle-like limbs towards the remains of the wolf to restore its integrity. As soon as I understood the task of this sphere, I crushed it, which immediately stopped the recovery process.
Fragile but regenerates well, quite honestly. Wait, don't tell me the first one is still alive.
And once again, the very first wolf rose from its wreckage like a phoenix from its ashes and launched another attack on me. He looked just awful his muzzle was a mess of debris that was desperately trying to close up a lot of holes in his head. Apparently his core decided that the pieces of wood on the muzzle were more needed in other places.
While my attention was focused on the most annoying, the alpha, followed by the last survivor, caught on my legs, thereby throwing me to the ground. But due to the fact that I already knew their weakness, I hit one hand for each wolf. A hole was formed in the chest of the annoying one through which I could see the sphere and wasted no time taking it and crushing it in my hands. Alas, the alpha turned out to be much stronger and I could only push him a couple of feet away without leaving any visible damage. And then I noticed the main difference between the alpha and his relatives wooden wolves. It's not even wooden, it's fucking stone!
How am I supposed to beat him? He's a rock on his paws! How am I supposed to break a rock with my bare hands?
It looks like the Alpha of the pack sensed my uncertainty and attacked me, but I was able to keep him at a distance with one hand, and with the other I tried to punch him in the chest.
"Bump" is nothing, "bump" is a small dent, "bump" is already a serious dent, but my knuckles are dented and slightly bleeding.
""JUST "hit" DIE "hit"SMALL"hit"MOTHERFUCKER! " I shouted while desperately trying to break through the alpha of the pack.
When my anger at not being able to do anything went over the boiling point, I gathered all my rage and strength into a last desperate blow.
I saw one of the many incredible things today. The veins on my arm became completely black and a black fire began to form around my arm. My hand didn't just deliver a stronger blow to the alpha, but completely shattered his chest. I quickly found the sphere of the last wolf and pulled it out, but I ran into a problem. By the time I was able to pull out the alpha core, my hand had returned to normal, which is why I can't break the core without saying that my hand started to hurt as if it was burning from the inside.
I fell to the ground trying to catch my breath from the fight and not succumb to the temptation to lose consciousness. After a while, I decided to check how serious my wounds were. The knuckles of the right hand were shattered and bleeding profusely, there was a bite mark on the forearm that bled but not as much as the knuckles. There was a bite on my left leg that surprisingly didn't bleed, possibly due to the fact that it was inflicted by an annoying wolf. There was a similar bite on the right leg, only bleeding and larger.
After I checked my wounds, I tore off pieces of fabric from my trousers and used them to stop the bleeding. After I bandaged my wounds, I approached the alpha's corpse after putting the core in my pocket. After a short search, I found his skull along with a knife and decided to take it as a trophy.
"One step closer to perfection," I said, addressing no one in particular, "I need to choose a direction. I have no desire to meet other wolves, so I will go in the opposite direction." I said, turning around and walking deep into the forest.
As I walked in the direction I had chosen, the pain in my arm began to slowly fade. I also decided to check my phone. "Sixty percent and no signal. This day is getting better and better." I muttered, checking my phone.
After what seemed like a couple of hours, I reached the bridge that separated me from the abandoned castle.
"I think this is quite a suitable place to spend the night," I said, stepping onto the rickety bridge
After I crossed the bridge, which miraculously was able to withstand me, I entered the castle whose gates were already open for some reason unknown to me.
Perhaps someone has been here quite recently.
I entered the castle and saw two thrones in front of me, one with the symbolism of the moon, and the second was destroyed to the ground, but judging by the emblem on the floor, the second had the symbolism of the sun.
Dual power? Obviously, whoever lived here before, they were idiots if they decided that the management of two personalities would last for a long time. This castle literally screams: "Look at me! I am a perfect example of why dual power does not work and the country should be governed by a parliament or one person." Okay, I need to find a place to sleep.
After a little wandering around the castle, I found the library. Interested, I went into it. After walking a little deeper into the library, I stumbled over a book lying on the floor.
"Uh, who left this here" - took the book and looked at the title - "Magic and its device for various species of the planet Equus", - muttered the title.
As much as I don't want to deny it, I'm on another planet, and I really hope that since magic exists here as a science, I can get out of here as soon as possible. After all, only I am close enough to perfection to be an example for others. Anyway, now I can get information about the planet I'm on.
I took the book, went to the stained glass window through which the light was pouring, sat down and began to read.
A few hours later.
The sun has already set and after reading the book I realized two main points
- Since I don't have a horn, I can't use spells normally, I can only transmit magic over short distances through the air, which means I'll have to use the so-called runes, which were mentioned in the book as a way to use magic for creatures whose horns don't hold magic or don't have horns at all, but how runes work, it is not written. Conclusion: No spells, but I can try using runes.
- The magic reserve is calculated from the soul power and the coefficient characteristic of each species, but due to the fact that the author under the pseudonym Magic Ball has never seen a human, I will have to start from the Minotaur coefficient equal to 1.4. And without a special device, I will not be able to find out the soul power. Conclusion: the use of runes is dangerous because of the risk of overexertion.
"(Yawn) I think it's time to go to bed." I said before taking off and lying down on my coat and using the book as a pillow.
POV ???
I've been watching this creature for hours. The way he dealt with the Timberwolves, and the fact that he knows nothing about the place where he is, can make him a good ally for changelings. I must report him to the Queen.
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