New spell

I was watching the dark star and began to immerse myself in her gaze more and more, the spell that was created was good but it could affect Keirin and others who could travel with me.

I needed a spell that I applied without fear for the lives of my companions. Trying to free my head from the thoughts and memories of the battle, I began to peer into the darkness, expecting a similar inspiration that was with the dome, but as time passed, it was not there.

I started to think maybe the reason was that I didn't know how I wanted to see the spell? The dome helped well to defend against an attack or exhaust the enemy due to the fact that the dome was fed by life energy and mana.

Turning my gaze to my tormentors, I began to examine them. Everyone had their own weapons, I didn't understand how the books could.

Have been invested in weapon proficiency as I understood anyone. Which the tormentors owned, but remembering Keirin's words that it was an ancient technique, this could explain its unusualness.

In the battle against the robber, I noticed a certain weakness in my magic she needed to penetrate he target.

And only then gradually the darkness began to kill the enemy even when he did not feel that the wounds were harming him.

And the thought came to me, what if we make a weapon completely out of darkness?

The weapon of which will contain all the power of my magic and I will be able to use this magic without fear for the life of my comrades. Starting to think and frown the idea was good but how to implement it?

Closing his eyes and imagining in front of him a sword made of darkness from the hilt to the end of the blade, how the darkness flowed from it, how the power of darkness spread through it and became more and more until the blade broke.

Disappointed by the failure, I realized that the first time to create something right away was a success like a dome.

I tried again but I made the blade a little smaller and trying to fit less darkness into it.

I had a feeling that I was doing the right thing, but something was missing, the blade was intact, but I saw how cracks appeared in it here and there.

Having dispelled the blade, I created only the hilt; it was completely out of darkness; examining it completely at the end of the hilt, I noticed a small black crystal.

Thoughtfully examining him, I began to pour the magic of darkness into him, it was clear how the darkness freely penetrates. In this crystal, over time, when I expected it to break, it continued to absorb darkness.

Frowning, I had a feeling that no matter how much darkness magic I directed into this crystal, it would accept everything, continuing to pour darkness into the hilt, I got another idea, but if I place the same crystal but with a blood spell?

I saw how this spell strengthened the tormentors, then how much it will strengthen this blade without hesitation.

I imagined another crystal appearing in the middle of the hilt; it was larger but remained the same black until I began to send a blood spell into it.

Gradually, the crystal began to change its hue to a more red one, but the black color remained in it. I noticed how the crystal with the blood spell began to shine strangely.

And then the crystal of darkness began to shine strongly, I had the feeling that they were reaching for each other.

Having passed from the crystal of darkness to the crystal with blood, I noticed how they began to shine even more, there was a feeling that they were communicating with each other.

Then darkness began to rise from the handle, forming a blade, and red color began to appear on its edges.

Watching how the blade communicates with the hilt and gradually small crystals of darkness and blood began to appear on the hilt, I watched with great surprise.

When the blade stopped changing, a simple sword appeared in front of me, except for steel, which was black.

And the red color ran through the steel like a web enveloping it, small crystals disappeared in the handle, only two remained, which I placed, but they have also undergone changes.

The crystal in the center had two colors, the edge that connected it with the crystal of darkness was black, and the part of the crystal directed towards the blade was bright red.

The black crystal, however, remained completely black, only inside the crystal, I could notice that red color was slightly noticeable in the middle.

Satisfied with my work, I tried to create another blade of the same kind but felt weak.

It was the first time in my whole body, but according to what they said about higher magic, it meant that I was at the limit of my magic.

Frowning, I saved the blade through the spell, and after it was created, I saw the blade in the depths of darkness, it was away from the tormentors.

I noticed how the crystals of darkness and blood gleamed, I had a feeling that they were communicating with each other.

Relaxing, I began to look into the darkness again, waiting for more ideas to appear that would help me in my wanderings and battles.

After a while, a battle broke out before my eyes against the robber whom Keirin killed, not understanding what the darkness wants to tell me, so I began to look more closely at the duel.

Gradually, I noticed how more and more wounds began to appear on the body of the robber, as darkness began to seep into his body, as he tried to strike me with his whole arm.

Then the gaze shifted to me. I was dressed in a harbinger, but here and there were visible scuffs from the blows of the robber.

I did not notice them in the heat of battle and remembering that it self-regenerates when recharged with my magic. The darkness wanted me to do something with the harbinger's armor?

But why if she has so far answered all the calls that I have come across so far.

But the darkness, not listening to me, continued to show how the armor is becoming thinner and thinner, telling me that it is not necessary to rely only on a harbinger.

Thinking about what to do with the armor, I created two crystals of darkness and blood, unlike the second blade, I did not need a lot of mana.

Watching them, I saw how they both shine, but thinking about how to apply them to the armor of the harbinger without violating its properties that it was endowed with, I did not know.

And then a thought did not come that was simple but at the same time complex. If the armor is powered by my magic, what if I put these crystals in it?

Will it become even stronger by recreating the armor of the harbinger, I began to consider it and thinking where it is better to insert the crystals.

My first thought was to insert the chest but thinking that an accidental blow could damage them, I pushed those thoughts aside.

Looking down at the belt, I saw certain inserts into which small crystals fit if desired.

In my mind, I did not know what properties the thing created by others would be endowed with.

But the demonstration of the battle and the offer of darkness did not leave my head, mentally hemming, I was glad that it was not in vain that I returned to my consciousness after the battle.

Returning to consciousness, I felt my muscles numb, I did not know how much time had passed since the moment when I went into my consciousness.

Trying not to turn my head sharply, I saw Keirin who was looking at me while sitting on a chair.

- Hi, how was your sleep? - I said, listening to my hoarse voice.

Keirin chuckled and without answering my question handed me a mug of water.

Thanking her mentally, I took the mug in my hands and slowly began to drink. Feeling the water pouring down my throat and sinking into my chest, I felt a pleasant sensation.

- I slept well, at first I thought that everything was a dream, but when I saw the state of Fel, I realized that no, it was really. - Keirin replied with sadness in her voice.

I understood why she was sad, Keirin blamed herself for what happened to Fel. But it wasn't her fault who knows what would have happened if we weren't in that caravan?

- Not everything depends on us Keirin, it will make her stronger or break her. - I said trying to cheer up Keirin.

She, listening to my words, nodded her agreement, she, like me, could not be everywhere and help everyone who was possible.

We weren't heroes from bardic tales and ancient legends I felt sorry for Fel but everyone has their own way if this battle against a robber breaks her it means that the battle is not for her.