[center] [img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjYwLjFmMjNjNy5WRzl5Y21WdWRBLCwuMAAA/roadtest.regular.png[/img][/center] [hr] Torrent shook her head, letting herself relax. There was nothing that could be done about this situation anymore. [Color=3684c0]"I'm going to go rest. No point in hunting now. We should leave by the evening, though. Between the goblin and this disaster I don't think it's safe to stay long term anymore,"[/color] she said as Digby moved and Ash fluttered her way up a tree. She moved back towards their base camp, curling up and resting. She closed her eyes, and after a little time has passed decided to try once experiment before resting proper. Channeling her magic like she would for her fire abilities, she tried to mix her venom with the fire. Fire magic was more than just fire, she thought, and it made sense that it could be manipulated. Looking at one of the inner walls, she took several minutes of concentrating on trying to combine the two in her own mouth. When she thought she might have a chance, she activated Fire Breath as she blew out Poison Breath. A second thought occurred to her, however, regardless of the success of her experiment. Jason, for all his faults, had been a powerful mage in her mind. And he always talked and he made those little circles. Could it be that the words could extend as a spell? [Color=3684c0]"Fire and venom, damaging two, combine together as I spew!"[/color] she said as she channeled the magic for a second attempt, releasing the abilities again. She tried to use Magic Analysis on the results before laying her head down to Meditate and rest proper. Which led to her thinking. The Demon King's reaction to being prayed to, however, made her think. It sounded like he didn't want to be considered a god because there already was gods. She wasn't sure what gods might exist, though it made sense that they'd probably be over different elements at least. None of those interested her. But if there was something that could help her grow even stronger, stealthier... She needed to be stronger. The attack had made that even clearer to her. [Color=3684c0]"Mistress of shadows, if you even exist and I'm not just thinking myself all wrong, hear my plea. I need more power, I need to be better, I need to be more than I am. This world is one of might like my old life, I've seen it over and over, and if there's one thing I've learned it's that there's nothing wrong in submitting to someone more than yourself. Give me a sign and I will follow. I am already stealthy and dangerous, I am strong. I will do whatever I need to do to be more. I'd grow more heads if it would help and I knew how. I offer myself in exchange for more. I beg — no, I demand to enter into your service."[/color] Would she get an answer or a sign? She didn't expect much. Hell, she might just be muttering to herself at this point. But she had to try. She needed to grow more. She needed to grow faster.