[@Tuujaimaa]

"I concede," Selim called as Kiyo initiated her new gambit. "Without my spear, I am at too much of a disadvantage against your Windspeaking."

Selim could have survived another one of the combos that Kiyo had done before by healing himself through the damage, but it wasn't worth the effort. He would struggle to get close to her, so actually incapacitating her would be next to impossible - especially since Selim had already showed his combo. Sure, he could probably get into a back and forth with Kiyo where he survives, but winning was not the most realistic of options at this point. And Selim was not keen on enduring the pain of the damage for the low probability chance he could win.

With a snap, he recalled his Soelbe back into her relic.

He gave a bow to Kiyo.

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[@Payldue]

Selim had been having a rather successful morning and hoped it would be a trend for the day. His wild hunt had already resulted in encountering an Albion, a second Veolu, a Kaigara, and an Ocalia. However, his current encounter was exceptionally special. Selim had managed to encounter a Narashi, which was a Natrelmon of great use to him. Invoking the power his relic, the familiar light of Selim's capture invocation swirled around the Narashi, catching it by surprise. Thankfully, there was no issue with the capture invocation and quickly Selim could feel the familiar warmth radiating from his relic of a new companion.

With the success of the capture, Selim decided to take a small rest in the clearing that had once held his Narashi, setting his spear onto the ground beside him. When digging through the Toran library the other night, Selim had come across a rather auspicious looking tome. He felt he needed to take it with him, but there was also a foreboding to the book's cover. The aged leather seemed to have been dyed with blood. Opening the tome while against a tree, Selim quickly knew what the book was imparting with knowledge - Blood Magic. It was something Selim had knowledge of existing from his time growing up in Orin, but he had never really delved much into the art. Supposedly it was exceptionally powerful, but required a commitment of knowledge. He thumbed through the spells, but refused to commit his own energy into binding the knowledge to his own spirit. Knowledge was power.