Chrysalis

Chapter 990

Breathe.

In. Hold. Release. Hold.

Breathe.

In. Hold. Release. Hold.

Slowly. Patience was required. The sharpest blade couldn't be forged in a day. The metal had to be unearthed, refined, smelted, shaped, heated and cooled over and over again until the final temper had been achieved. The perfect weapon was the work of a lifetime.

And so was Orrina.

She was the Legion's weapon, its sharpest and most perfect. She had been forged over many years, placed in the fire, moulded, quenched, then thrown back into the heat once more.

Breathe.

In. Hold. Release. Hold.

As she repeated the mantra and controlled the air that flowed into her body, so too did she influence the mana around her. It pulsed, rising and falling along with her lungs. Vast quantities rushed into her body, were contained, and then released. Each time she drew it in, the energy within her grew that little bit more rich, more vibrant. It wouldn't be long now.

Breathe.

In. Hold. Release. Hold.

not reach her. All that would remain was the pure core: her instincts, her training, and her unending warrior spirit. She honed her

felt as if it would cut the air. None

A final time.

Breathe.

In. Hold. Release. Hold.

energy that begged for release. Her mind had been reduced to the point of a blade, nothing remained to cloud her judgement. It was

opened her

before her. An impossible construct of complexity and engineering so profound it was nothing short of a miracle. A fitting partner for her. She was the

peers were engaged in the same ritual as she. Those thoughts were ignored, allowed to drift away without touching her singular focus. With measured steps, she moved towards her

at. A shimmering pool of intense light, so vibrant and filled with

Liquid mana.

One last time. Breathe.

In. Hold. Release. Hold.

the opening and smoothly

Agony.

into her body and threatening to rip her apart. But it didn't happen. The vast rivers of magic that flowed through her came into contact with this new

bound her in place, tying them off expertly before she reached up to pull the opening shut

hummed to

herself meld with the metal, her unique skills, possessed only by the chosen

see through the thick plates of metal in front as if they weren't even there. Her body moved, the armour moved, and

the fierce grin that split her face as she reached out to her right, the gauntlet closing around the

pens, ready to fight. This was a rare occasion, one that hadn't happened in her entire career. Ten of them had been called up for this

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