Daybreak:Volume 1 Chapter 11 - Revision history

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	As the burning assassin-mage busied himself putting out the grease fire with a blast of intense cold, Ariadne called upon another trick the Knights were known for: "''Phantom Charge!''"		As the burning assassin-mage busied himself putting out the grease fire with a blast of intense cold, Ariadne called upon another trick the Knights were known for: "''Phantom Charge!''"

	The last remnants of Edelweiss' shadowy barding tore away just before her mount crashed. It formed a spectral steed that caught ablaze as it charged across the roof~~. It~~ then rammed the offending mage head-on before detonating into a blazing inferno.		The last remnants of Edelweiss' shadowy barding tore away just before her mount crashed. It formed a spectral steed that caught ablaze as it charged across the roof, then rammed the offending mage head-on before detonating into a blazing inferno.

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	"''Air Cushion!''" Ariadne cast upon her familiar mount before her enraged eyes returned to her foe. Reaching her right hand out, a wooden grenade zoomed from a belt pouch into her palm before she hurled it towards the keep, followed closely by a shouted "''Ignition Dispel!''"		"''Air Cushion!''" Ariadne cast upon her familiar mount before her enraged eyes returned to her foe. Reaching her right hand out, a wooden grenade zoomed from a belt pouch into her palm before she hurled it towards the keep, followed closely by a shouted "''Ignition Dispel!''"

	The spell caught the 'grenade' mid-flight, tearing away the shrinking spell to reveal a massive chest-high barrel which promptly ignited. The opposing mage dove aside to evade the crushing object, only for the keg to strike the stone rooftop and burst apart, covering ~~the~~ his surroundings with a conflagration of flaming pitch and tar.		The spell caught the 'grenade' mid-flight, tearing away the shrinking spell to reveal a massive chest-high barrel which promptly ignited. The opposing mage dove aside to evade the crushing object, only for the keg to strike the stone rooftop and burst apart, covering his surroundings with a conflagration of flaming pitch and tar.

	As the burning assassin-mage busied himself putting out the grease fire with a blast of intense cold, Ariadne called upon another trick the Knights were known for: "''Phantom Charge!''"		As the burning assassin-mage busied himself putting out the grease fire with a blast of intense cold, Ariadne called upon another trick the Knights were known for: "''Phantom Charge!''"
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	The fortifications were still slippery from the melted daytime snow, and Kaede had hardly three fingers' grasp on them. She had already activated the four rune-stored buffs that didn't visually reveal her consciousness, including the ''Elemental Body of Earth'' spell which heightened her strength, as well as ''Shift Impulse'' which had accelerated her tackle beyond expectations. But even with ''~~Mind~~ Clarity'' reducing the debilitating fog of pain, she was barely able to hold onto her consciousness.		The fortifications were still slippery from the melted daytime snow, and Kaede had hardly three fingers' grasp on them. She had already activated the four rune-stored buffs that didn't visually reveal her consciousness, including the ''Elemental Body of Earth'' spell which heightened her strength, as well as ''Shift Impulse'' which had accelerated her tackle beyond expectations. But even with ''Mental Clarity'' reducing the debilitating fog of pain, she was barely able to hold onto her consciousness.

	Pulling out an entire arrow shaft, including the accursed tail fletching, through a puncture wound already closed by Samaran fast-healing was far more excruciating than anything she ever experienced.		Pulling out an entire arrow shaft, including the accursed tail fletching, through a puncture wound already closed by Samaran fast-healing was far more excruciating than anything she ever experienced.
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	Reynald's brows rose. He then turned towards Pascal with contemptuous eyes:		Reynald's brows rose. He then turned towards Pascal with contemptuous eyes:

	"Great. You've got Imperial Mantis Blades on your ass now." Then, as both of them looked at him with agape expressions: "What? Did you forget my mama was one? Where do you think my martial skills come from? Papa the retired Artillery General? Ha! He'd rather hold onto her coat while she ~~beat up~~ street thugs with ~~bare hands~~."		"Great. You've got Imperial Mantis Blades on your ass now." Then, as both of them looked at him with agape expressions: "What? Did you forget my mama was one? Where do you think my martial skills come from? Papa the retired Artillery General? Ha! He'd rather hold onto her coat while she bloodied street thugs with twin hairpins."

	Reynald then puffed up his chest:		Reynald then puffed up his chest:

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	After concentrating his magic, Reynald's remaining fist slammed against the barrier, opening a man-sized hole through layers of metal. Alchemy spells weren't always effective against other mages since they already had an innate network of flowing, interactive ether which resisted external sources. But against objects and non-magical creatures, the results were decisive.		After concentrating his magic, Reynald's remaining fist slammed against the barrier, opening a man-sized hole through layers of metal. Alchemy spells weren't always effective against other mages since they already had an innate network of flowing, interactive ether which resisted external sources. But against objects and non-magical creatures, the results were decisive.

	"''Flourishing Brambles. ~~Animate Entangling~~ Assault!''"		"''Flourishing Brambles. Animated Assault!''"

	A single sprout came forth from Parzifal's conjuration, but the transmutation magic he poured in immediately grew it into a mass of thorny vines. Spreading out across the room, the spiked tendrils leaped towards the last assassin like an unstoppable torrent.		A single sprout came forth from Parzifal's conjuration, but the transmutation magic he poured in immediately grew it into a mass of thorny vines. Spreading out across the room, the spiked tendrils leaped towards the last assassin like an unstoppable torrent.

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	"''Catalyst Dispelling Field''," Reynald announced as he held up his right hand, fingers outstretched. Waves of antimagic poured off his shining glove as he marched into the steel storm. His burning-red aura surrounded him like a globe of protection, and every blade that touched its edge vanished from existence.		"''Catalyst Dispelling Field''," Reynald announced as he held up his right hand, fingers outstretched. Waves of antimagic poured off his shining glove as he marched into the steel storm. His burning-red aura surrounded him like a globe of protection, and every blade that touched its edge vanished from existence.

	Except one: the original, ~~which~~ sliced right through the unarmored underside of his wrist.		Except one: the original. Forged from real steel that ignored the dispelling antimagic, it sliced right through the unarmored underside of his wrist.

	"GAHHHH!" Reynald let out as he dropped his other weapon to grip the bleeding stump. ''Should have freaking added a Repulsion effect.''		"GAHHHH!" Reynald let out as he dropped his other weapon to grip the bleeding stump. ''Should have freaking added a Repulsion effect.''
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	After concentrating his magic, Reynald's remaining fist slammed against the barrier, opening a man-sized hole through layers of metal. Alchemy spells weren't always effective against other mages since they already had an innate network of flowing, interactive ether which resisted external sources. But against objects and non-magical creatures, the results were decisive.		After concentrating his magic, Reynald's remaining fist slammed against the barrier, opening a man-sized hole through layers of metal. Alchemy spells weren't always effective against other mages since they already had an innate network of flowing, interactive ether which resisted external sources. But against objects and non-magical creatures, the results were decisive.

	"''Flourishing Brambles, Animate Entangling Assault!''"		"''Flourishing Brambles. Animate Entangling Assault!''"

	A single sprout came forth from Parzifal's conjuration, but the transmutation magic he poured in immediately grew it into a mass of thorny vines. Spreading out across the room, the spiked tendrils leaped towards the last assassin like an unstoppable torrent.		A single sprout came forth from Parzifal's conjuration, but the transmutation magic he poured in immediately grew it into a mass of thorny vines. Spreading out across the room, the spiked tendrils leaped towards the last assassin like an unstoppable torrent.
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	"<u>Drop down! Out of his sight! Use the buildings for cover!</u>"		"<u>Drop down! Out of his sight! Use the buildings for cover!</u>"

	Ariadne heard Kaede's voice resound through her mind. She followed them instinctively, weaving and dodging between the stone construction even as she pondered the ~~small~~ girl's fate. Last she saw, the familiar girl was lying still in a corner with an arrow through her back, presumably either unconscious or dead.		Ariadne heard Kaede's voice resound through her mind. She followed them instinctively, weaving and dodging between the stone construction even as she pondered the familiar girl's fate. Last she saw, the familiar girl was lying still in a corner with an arrow through her back, presumably either unconscious or dead.

	''...Or not,'' she smiled, realizing that the small girl was quietly biding her time.		''...Or not,'' she smiled, realizing that the small girl was quietly biding her time.

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	All three men in the room watched with horror as the writhing, muffled figure vanished beneath the green biomass before the entire cocoon collapsed, presumably as her disintegration triggered.		All three men in the room watched with horror as the writhing, muffled figure vanished beneath the green biomass before the entire cocoon collapsed, presumably as her disintegration triggered.

	"Holy Father have mercy. ~~You just raped her to death,~~" Pascal blurted out through a face of stunned shock.		"Holy Father have mercy..." Pascal blurted out through a face of stunned shock.

	"Remind me never to piss you off," Reynald spoke through likewise expression.		"Remind me never to piss you off," Reynald spoke through likewise expression.

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	With his attention distracted for a split second, Sebastian barely noticed the 'unconscious' figure's slight arm movement. It brought a turquoise spell-focus ring into clear view.		With his attention distracted for a split second, Sebastian barely noticed the 'unconscious' figure's slight arm movement. It brought a turquoise spell-focus ring into clear view.

	"''Cyclone Blast''," muttered Pascal even as he lifted and turned his eyes. Both of the assassins in the rear unleashed cutting hexes with a reflexive wave of their blades. However their magic ~~splash~~ against glimmering turquoise shields as eight runic pebbles expended themselves between Pascal's fingers, layering on his entire defensive spell set.		"''Cyclone Blast''," muttered Pascal even as he lifted and turned his eyes. Both of the assassins in the rear unleashed cutting hexes with a reflexive wave of their blades. However their magic splashed against glimmering turquoise shields as eight runic pebbles expended themselves between Pascal's fingers, layering on his entire defensive spell set.

	The strike leader Sebastian spun aside to dodge the gush of hurricane-force winds. But the impact itself had never been Pascal's aim. The blast of air acted as a contingency trigger, pulling dozens of runic pebbles that Kaede had scattered around the room into the air. They hurled about the enclosed room like a whirlwind of destruction. The glyphic stones bounced harmlessly off walls and furniture, but each time one of them met a living entity that did not carry the mana of their creator, they exploded.		The strike leader Sebastian spun aside to dodge the gush of hurricane-force winds. But the impact itself had never been Pascal's aim. The blast of air acted as a contingency trigger, pulling dozens of runic pebbles that Kaede had scattered around the room into the air. They hurled about the enclosed room like a whirlwind of destruction. The glyphic stones bounced harmlessly off walls and furniture, but each time one of them met a living entity that did not carry the mana of their creator, they exploded.
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	But Pascal was now down to one arm and two spellshields as he faced off against the last assassin, who had already sealed the entrance with a wall of metal.		But Pascal was now down to one arm and two spellshields as he faced off against the last assassin, who had already sealed the entrance with a wall of metal.

	Should he replenish his outer defenses. Should he attempt to draw the estoc stored in the glove of his limp left arm?		Should he replenish his outer defenses? Should he attempt to draw the estoc stored in the glove of his limp left arm?

	His own room had been turned into a battlefield. Here, there were no rules or points awarded for extravagance. Here, lives would flicker and drown in the blink of an eye.		His own room had been turned into a battlefield. Here, there were no rules or points awarded for extravagance. Here, lives would flicker and drown in the blink of an eye.
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	It was easy to evade. However Reynaud could not afford to run away. He was the promised cavalry. He ''needed'' to rush inside that room.		It was easy to evade. However Reynaud could not afford to run away. He was the promised cavalry. He ''needed'' to rush inside that room.

	"''Dispelling Screen''!" Perceval shouted from the other side of the hall. But nothing happened. The advanced spell combination simply wasn't a type that he had any affinity with.		"''Dispelling Screen!''" Perceval shouted from the other side of the hall. But nothing happened. The advanced spell combination simply wasn't a type that he had any affinity with.

	Yet its inspiration was sufficient.		Yet its inspiration was sufficient.
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	Except one: the original. Forged from real steel that ignored the dispelling antimagic, it sliced right through the unarmored underside of his wrist.		Except one: the original. Forged from real steel that ignored the dispelling antimagic, it sliced right through the unarmored underside of his wrist.

	"GAHHHH!" Reynaud cried out as he dropped his other weapon to grip the bleeding stump. ''Should have freaking added a Repulsion effect.''		"GAHHHH!" Reynaud cried out as he dropped his other weapon to grip the bleeding stump. ''Should have freaking added a Repulsion effect!''

	"Sorry," Perceval grimaced as he rushed up to collect his friend's severed right hand. "We need to reconnect this, immediately."		"Sorry," Perceval grimaced as he rushed up to collect his friend's severed right hand. "We need to reconnect this, immediately."
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	The squad's spellstorm hardly needed orders. Dozens of topaz bolts surrounded him like a cloud of daggers, each spinning within a ring of magical energy. With one wave of his hand, the entire volley hurled out to meet the rider in a single coordinated barrage.		The squad's spellstorm hardly needed orders. Dozens of topaz bolts surrounded him like a cloud of daggers, each spinning within a ring of magical energy. With one wave of his hand, the entire volley hurled out to meet the rider in a single coordinated barrage.

	Meanwhile, eleven defensive homing bullets --a ''Mana Seeker'' interception spell-- shot out from the knight with a slash of her sword. Streaking across the open air, the two volleys met each other with explosive fury. However Cassio's projectiles easily emerged victorious through weight of numbers. They zoomed towards the airborne cavalier like guided projectiles.		Meanwhile, eleven defensive homing bullets -- a ''Mana Seeker'' interception spell -- shot out from the knight with a slash of her sword. Streaking across the open air, the two volleys met each other with explosive fury. However Cassio's projectiles easily emerged victorious through weight of numbers. They zoomed towards the airborne cavalier like guided projectiles.

	His target weaved and dodged, soaring through the air with evasive maneuvers as Cassio's shots chased after her. A second wave of ''Mana Seekers'' reduced the numbers further, but the spellstorm was already conjuring another barrage while maintaining control of the first.		His target weaved and dodged, soaring through the air with evasive maneuvers as Cassio's shots chased after her. A second wave of ''Mana Seekers'' reduced the numbers further, but the spellstorm was already conjuring another barrage while maintaining control of the first.
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	Ariadne heard Kaede's voice resound through her mind. She followed them instinctively, weaving and dodging between stone construction even as she pondered the familiar's fate. Last she saw, Kaede was lying still in a corner with an arrow through her back, presumably either unconscious or dead.		Ariadne heard Kaede's voice resound through her mind. She followed them instinctively, weaving and dodging between stone construction even as she pondered the familiar's fate. Last she saw, Kaede was lying still in a corner with an arrow through her back, presumably either unconscious or dead.

	''...Or not.'' She smiled, realizing that the ~~small girl~~ was quietly biding her time.		''...Or not.'' She smiled, realizing that the familiar was quietly biding her time.

	Now using the terrain to her advantage, Ariadne swerved through the gaps between buildings with precise horsemanship. She neared the dormitory keep before rising back into the air to level with the rooftop. As her mount climbed over the battlements from but ten paces away, she came face to face with a hooded figure surrounded by yet ''another'' wave of magical projectiles.		Now using the terrain to her advantage, Ariadne swerved through the gaps between buildings with precise horsemanship. She neared the dormitory keep before rising back into the air to level with the rooftop. As her mount climbed over the battlements from but ten paces away, she came face to face with a hooded figure surrounded by yet ''another'' wave of magical projectiles.
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	The caster's balance faltered. Most of his shots flew wide. Nevertheless, three of them grazed Edelweiss' wings and exploded on contact. The pegasus' phantom barding thinned as they focused on the points of impact to absorb the damage. Edelweiss would suffer no worse than three nasty bruises, but Ariadne doubted the shadowy 'armor' could withstand another similar hit.		The caster's balance faltered. Most of his shots flew wide. Nevertheless, three of them grazed Edelweiss' wings and exploded on contact. The pegasus' phantom barding thinned as they focused on the points of impact to absorb the damage. Edelweiss would suffer no worse than three nasty bruises, but Ariadne doubted the shadowy 'armor' could withstand another similar hit.

	Cursing audibly, the hooded mage waved his hand while his injured foot kicked out at Kaede, striking her in the face and leaving a bloody nose. Meanwhile, the arcane bolts that he had managed to maintain control over --a swarm of two dozen-- turned around to chase after Ariadne's rising mount.		Cursing audibly, the hooded mage waved his hand while his injured foot kicked out at Kaede, striking her in the face and leaving a bloody nose. Meanwhile, the arcane bolts that he had managed to maintain control over -- a swarm of two dozen -- turned around to chase after Ariadne's rising mount.

	But the sorely underestimated familiar girl wasn't finished.		But the sorely underestimated familiar girl wasn't finished.
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	Kaede's right hand grasped at her left. In a single swing, she drew a thin shortsword from the glove and slashed at the mage's calves, slicing into one leg just above the leather boots and cutting through the bone. Withdrawing the blade, Kaede leaped off the floor and tackled him at the waist. Her attempted backstab failed to pierce the enchanted cloak. However her impact sent the swaying mage over the battlements' low firing gap and into a plummet.		Kaede's right hand grasped at her left. In a single swing, she drew a thin shortsword from the glove and slashed at the mage's calves, slicing into one leg just above the leather boots and cutting through the bone. Withdrawing the blade, Kaede leaped off the floor and tackled him at the waist. Her attempted backstab failed to pierce the enchanted cloak. However her impact sent the swaying mage over the battlements' low firing gap and into a plummet.

	Unfortunately, the momentum also sent the ~~small~~ girl tumbling over, and Ariadne watched in horror as the familiar's left hand struggled to hold onto the fortifications. Before she could finish casting an ''Air Glide'' spell to protect Kaede, the hand slipped off the stone and vanished from sight.		Unfortunately, the momentum also sent the Samaran girl tumbling over, and Ariadne watched in horror as the familiar's left hand struggled to hold onto the fortifications. Before she could finish casting an ''Air Glide'' spell to protect Kaede, the hand slipped off the stone and vanished from sight.

	Ariadne reined Edelweiss into a sharp bank. Perhaps she could still spot Kaede in time to save her. Perhaps...		Ariadne reined Edelweiss into a sharp bank. Perhaps she could still spot Kaede in time to save her. Perhaps...
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	"<Kaede are you alright? I just felt something go wrong.>" Pascal's worried voice chimed in.		"<Kaede are you alright? I just felt something go wrong.>" Pascal's worried voice chimed in.

	She finally let go of her breath:		She finally let go of her breath.

	"<Barely. Saved by Perceval's giant tofu.>"		"<Barely. Saved by Perceval's giant tofu.>"
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	"<What is that?>" came the incredulous reply.		"<What is that?>" came the incredulous reply.

	"<nowiki><I</nowiki> meant his familiar.~~</u~~>"		"<nowiki><I</nowiki> meant his familiar.>"

	After finishing whatever it was doing, the giant tofu bounced up to the wall. Then, somehow, it began to climb using its silken white skin. Most of its amorphous body shifted as close to the wall as possible, yet it maintained a 'platform' large enough to hold her. It even extended two tendrils to wrap tightly across her bent legs to keep her from falling off.		After finishing whatever it was doing, the giant tofu bounced up to the wall. Then, somehow, it began to climb using its silken white skin. Most of its amorphous body shifted as close to the wall as possible, yet it maintained a 'platform' large enough to hold her. It even extended two tendrils to wrap tightly across her bent legs to keep her from falling off.
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	Unfortunately, she knew that the returning Kaede was in no position to help. This was a deathmatch between two accomplished swordsmen. Any amateurish interference was as dangerous to one as the other.		Unfortunately, she knew that the returning Kaede was in no position to help. This was a deathmatch between two accomplished swordsmen. Any amateurish interference was as dangerous to one as the other.

	Then, for the slightest fragment of a second, the assassin leader --she was certain of it-- slowed his assault as his spellsniper vanished from this world.		Then, for the slightest fragment of a second, the assassin leader -- she was certain of it -- slowed his assault as his spellsniper vanished from this world.

	The Holy Father had graced her with an opportunity. She seized it without hesitation for an all-out attack.		The Holy Father had graced her with an opportunity. She seized it without hesitation for an all-out attack.