145 Giving face 1 (2/2)
The lack of actual resistance was regretful in her eyes, as it took away the precious time she had to spectate Moirais actions. To change this Laura decided to give them a little encouragement. She looked at Moirai and began to raise her voice so that everyone could hear it.
” Dear Moirai, why do you seem so full of haste. Should you not tell us more about all of this, or is there any reason you can not do that?” a knowing smile crept on her face as she spoke in an innocent fashion
The underlying meaning did not get lost on the rest of the players as they began to wake up from their stupor and made preparations to attack Moirai again with their newly regained confidence. Yet Moirai looked at them as if nothing had changed.
” I praise you for being able to rally the players and bring them to attack me with full of vigour once again. By pointing out, that I seemed hurried you made them believe that this state of mine would only be temporary. This assumption falsely leads them to think, that they could easily win once it had passed.”
While Moirai seemed preoccupied with answering the question from Laura, there was a sudden movement from the player possessing the shadow element. Nobody could clearly see when or how but the players had suddenly appeared right behind Moirai wielding a long blade coated in a dark substance.
In one quick motion, the blade inserted itself into the Moirai who seemed to not have noticed the sudden danger that befell him. With a victorious smile, the youth clad in black clothing began to look at Moirai with great expectations. But to his dismay, the expected result did not materialise.
Instead of Moirai yelping in pain and blood spraying out of the wound, an audible chuckle escaped from his lips.
” The art of assassination is inseparable from the darkness element. It is used to kill the unsuspecting target before it has any chance to retaliate. But an assassin that has been spotted has lost its biggest edge. Afterwards, it can not be called an assassin anymore. At most, it can be considered a mild nuisance, because the threat it had posed before is now gone.”
The player had a creepy feeling and wanted to retreat as soon as possible but even after trying he could not get the weapon out of Moirais body. It had been lodged deeply into the flesh. What went in so easily now did not budge a single inch.
The player was forced to make a decision and chose to give up on his weapon to flee as fast as he could. Yet, it was already far too late for that. Despite his silhouette appearing again as quickly as it had appeared, it still found not escape the hands from Moirai who had easily grabbed his arm.
” Just because you can not be seen, does not mean that you can escape that easily. Because you are still very visible to me. So when you attack your next target, choose a more suitable spot on my body.”
In the blink of an eye had the attacker gone from attack to flee, from confident to lying on the ground convulsing as the other players who had been caught before him. The result had been the same despite the newly gained boost in confidence they had received.
Moirai eyes lingered on the player for a short while afterwards before he returned his attention to the rest of the players who were still active. The number of players had quickly diminished and only 3 people had yet to receive Moirais ”lesson”.
Once more they were forced to reevaluate their situation. The previous clash, if it even could be called this did not give them much reason to hope. The cold and harsh reality had caught up with them.
This simulated world that none of them had taken seriously before confronted them with circumstances they just could not understand. At this point in time it was not a game anymore it had become much more real to them.
The emotions they felt beforehand were not truly genuine, there was always a feeling in their mind dousing them and reminding them of the fabricated nature of everything in front of their eyes. But the lines became more and more blurry as Moirai shattered their view over and over again.
As the voice in the back of their end grew faint their minds became clouded by the absurdity that is Moirai. This detail did not go unnoticed by Moirai as a dangerous glint appeared in his eyes. The previous expression on his face had been replaced by one of great interest.
” It is easy to delude yourself into thinking to be superior but this is only the result out of your meagre education and lack of experience. Those who think too highly of themselves also tend to be the first one to lose their lives.”
”A tale as old as time itself. The weak and foolish die, while the only the strong remain. But my dear little children, you have absolutely no idea what strength truly is. In this vast world, it rules over everything and every being has to bow in front of it. But there are some who refuse to lower their heads when confronted by it.”
A long sigh escaped Moirais mouth. as a certain visage appeared in his mind.
” These people are fools. Though the act itself is of minor importance, the true reason these kind of people are so fearful is their motivation. Consider yourself lucky if they have lost their mind.”
Moirai did not waste any time as the other 2 players were not spared from sharing the same fate as the rest. Though this time the expression on their faces seemed not as severe as the faces of the other players who had tried to struggle.
On the other hand, the look on Lauras was was one of enormous disappointment. It had never been a fight and she had never been able to see Moirai use his ability to copy it. She was all too aware that her turn had come, therefore she prepared herself for the upcoming battle.
Her turn never came as Moirai had lost all interest and just stood still gazing into the distance. This sudden change left Laura perplexed as the entire situation had developed in a manner she could not understand.
Moirais gaze turned sharp as his eyes had spotted something in the distance. Laura turned around as well to confirm what he was looking for but found nothing. As her head moved back towards Moirai, she nearly fell over as she noticed the 2 different Moirais who had appeared right in front of her.
” Quite brazen, to do this so openly.” One Moirai spoke as he opened his hand to reveal several hairs which he promptly incinerated. ” Did I make myself not clear enough? ”
” You did make yourself loud and clear. But as far as I can tell nothing happened here. So who are you to tell me what to do?” The arrogance was palpable as both of them looked another into the eyes with no one dodging this exchange.
The other Moirai looked unconcerned by this development as he looked at the battlefield and the suffering players. He had never been a fan of such cruel and unrefined methods of teaching. Although, he could not complain about it since he had given the task to do so.
He looked at the quarrelling pair before he spoke in a calm but assertive manner.
” We need to talk. But before we do would you be so kind as to stop directing attacks at the holy attribute user?”
” I am just doing her a favour. She has yet to realise that hey eyes are not a blessing but a curse. Those Gods will never understand that they can never grow if they shelter them too much.”
” Yet, you are the one who has been caught and banished to this space for countless years now.” came a remark full of snide from the other side.
The other Moirai could only shake his head. One of them was already enough to cause him a lot of headaches but now there were 2. He just hoped that this could take place, without any chaos resulting out of it.
He sadly did not place too many hopes on their good behaviour. Before the talk had even begun, he wondered if all of his actions had been wise. Watching the interaction in front of his eyes gave him a foreboding feeling, that his decision had been quite flawed.
All of a sudden both Moirais turned quiet, as they were grabbed and held in place by an invisible pressure. ” Would you please show some manners? Thank you.”
This marked the begin of the (involuntary) talk between these 3 Moirai lookalikes.