17. The storm.

After this, a sort of calm lulled across the battlefield, most of the corpses on both sides mostly gone in the storm, making many wonder what exactly it did, and wanting to know who was so powerful to do such a thing, unaware it wasn't the individuals power, but rather, the constant feeding of mana that caused such a reaction, a few days go by, and a dozen high level commanders aa well as the royal family are in a room surrounding the one in question. "if you could do all that, why didnt you tell us? Do you know how many lives have been lost because of you?! one general, a hot blooded young asari, one of the lowest ranks in the room barks at her, only to moments after be tossed around between the other generals, giving the young general the beating of a lifetime for speaking to The one they have dubbed. 'The Storm' A powerful title for someone who could probably mop the floor with everyone present, after experiencing the storm first hand, no one wants her angry right now. the prince that had spoken with her speaks up. " Is there any chance you can tell us what happened? and if you knew you could do that from the beginning?" Stepping forward to lean on the large wood table with a heavy sigh, the light revealing her now permanently discolored eye, one dark violet, the other blood red, giving an unsettling sight for those present. "What happened was a chain reaction from the only ability I had access too after getting mana poisoned so severely. Its called mana devour, I only just recently acquired it before coming here, so i had no idea its full capability or that it could grow into a storm. what it did last time was absorbed the bosses final attack, a monster core detenation, normally it wouldve killed me, but it managed to create a barrier that slowly broke the mana explosion down and eventually devoured the rest, I thought to use it on the manticore, something to gain mana, and maybe repair my mana veins, but, as you can see the results were...better and worse than expected." She says, her face holding a saddened expression as she says. " I never intended it to harm the soldiers, mercenaries or the city, it was my intention to force the tide back, we were being driven against the wall, and locked out, our only options was to fight or die, the situation was dire, I took a risk, and it cost you all dearly, I am sorry." She says sincerely, a rarity as its hard for her to feel anything, being mostly a sociopath and psychopathic warmachine. " I know this is the last thing anyone wants to hear from me, but the beast tide may be smaller, but it is coming back in force, most of the small fries have been taken care of, anything left is the toughest of the tide, and we need a plan to deal with them, I saw first hand an armored rhino tear through the field, and a battle elephant not far behind, and thats just a couple that are coming." Silver says, getting straight to the point and getting everyone's attention more on the problem at hand. "We have scouts confirming what you say, but now we lack soldiers on every front, we were hoping to potentially leave it to you, evacuate the frontline and let you...storm?" An older asari general with what appears to be a higher rank, being the only one willing to speak up as the rest are fearful or anxious. "you sure you want that?" Silver asks quietly already walking for the door, uncaring about the rest of the meeting, already distracted with the thousands of messages the system is rolling through. A final reply, a near whispered and desperation filled word chasing her out. "please..." with this Silver shakes her head leaving the asari to make their plans, heading back to camp, meeting up with the rest of the mercenaries. Catching what rest she can after being battered by so much mana, after a full night of watching the menu in her sleep, the notifications of mana absorption finally ends giving her a chance to read the new stats.

name: Silver Hailstorm

class: Arcana Machina

level: 22

stats.

Str: 46 (39)

AG: 80 (72)

DEX: 45 (42)

Int: 75

Mana:25000(13500)

Veteran turrets+3

Artillery turrets+3

construct blueprint+1

mounted turret +1

mana storm (level 2) [previously mana devour]

In her sleep a barely audible whisper can be heard. 'I am the storm.' before the chaos of the next day comes, to the ground trembling, as everyones alarm