Chapter 84: Harpy Witch (1/2)

Within the harpy race, there were those who possess a stronger bloodline than others. Theses harpies are known as Harpy Witches. These witches possess an appearance similar to humans and have a pair of wings growing out of their backs; unlike their brethren who instead have wings for hands.

With their natural affinity and talent for elemental magic, these harpies occupy the position of Queen within harpy society and take on a name corresponding to their element.

Their talent for elemental magic lie in these three categories: fire, ice and wind magic. A witch would name herself Blaze, for the fire element, Frost, for the ice element and Gale, for the wind element.

Other than evolving after birth, there was another way of producing a harpy witch. Every normal harpy has a chance of giving birth to a harpy witch. This was known as natural evolution.

Based on the years of research conducted by my teacher, she theorized that the first harpy witch was born as a result of a union between a normal harpy and a male creature with strong affinity to a particular element.

Not only did these witches look different from their normal brethren, they also had different mating habits. They weren’t promiscuous and instead of capturing any male they came across, they were surprisingly…loyal lovers. It might just be a case of when things are taken to an extreme, they end up doing a reversal instead. They rarely showed interest in male creatures, but once they expressed their love, they would have unconditional loyalty towards their lover.

Harpy witches naturally possess the ability to absorb souls. In fact, they rarely consumed meat, instead preferring to feed on plants or souls. If their offspring was a male, he would accompany their father. If it was a female, she would become the next generation of harpy witches.

Regarding their bloodlines, traditions and habits, I had to admit that I didn’t give a sh*t about them. What I really wanted to know was how is it possible for these women who grew up in what was essentially a brothel, to ever know the meaning of love?

They are just a group of ugly, disgusting, despicable, contemptible, tainted, dirty…murderous wh*res…hey, don’t stop me! I order you in the name of your teacher’s spouse to let go…let me finish…this paragraph…

—–From <>

(The above book is the joint work of three authors. Namely, a certain magician, a certain magician’s wife…and a certain magician’s apprentice who was forced to keep the initial paragraphs of the log.)

As she stood there staring at us, Numila’s crimson body radiated a scorching heat that felt partly like an aura, and a natural phenomenon. Under her overbearing pressure, we could only stand there mutely.

“Habona.” Habona replied cautiously. Out of all of us here, she was the only one who wasn’t affected by the harpy. She faced the domineering aura head on, back straight and eyes burning with rage.

Numila glanced at the frail looking Harlow and then back at Habona. Her lips broke into a smile that didn’t seem like a smile: “I take it you’re here to rescue him.”

“If you aren’t going to fight then scram!”

A simple and direct answer, without much consideration put into it. It was the rashness which characterized the demonic werewolves, including Habona. Even a simple question like Numila’s was a hassle to them. All that mattered was: are we fighting or not?

“…” Numila’s face instantly darkened upon being insulted, it didn’t take long before this brewing storm burst forth: “If that’s what you want, then die!”

Apparently, her temper was as fiery as her looks. With just one provocative sentence, a battle broke out between the two hotheaded females. With a wave of her hand, a snake-like flame appeared in her palm and immediately shot towards Habona who was standing five meters away, as if it had eyes.

However, Habona was already prepared for this outcome the moment she taunted Numilia. As the flame snake seared through the air, she had already leaped to side. She twisted her massive body as her feet made contact with the wall, and with a mighty kick of her legs, propelled herself forwards like a dart flying unerringly towards its target.

“Die!”

With that impossibly agile movement by her titanic frame, she was now within striking range of Numilia. Her claws opened wide as they readied themselves for the incoming feast. However, just as they were about to tear into Numilia, she revealed a mysterious smile followed closely by a sudden gust of wind.

It was at this moment that her fiery wings lightly flapped, propelling her body backwards without any prior preparations whatsoever. It was a small step backwards, but it was enough to dodge Habona’s claw attack by a hair’s breadth.

With another flap of her wings, she sidestepped Habona and sneaked in a flame-wreathed uppercut on her abdominal region.

Unfortunately for Numilia, these flames ended up backfiring on her. As the flames rapidly closed in on Habona, the heat emanating from her claws immediately alerted Habona to the impending attack. With an inhuman reaction speed, she swiftly lowered her hands to receive the incoming blow.

The clash of their claws ended as quickly as it started with both sides withdrawing swifty. Habona’s claws were slightly scorched by the flames but while her fur was slightly charred, her hands were basically unharmed.

This style of brawling was exactly the type of fight she loved. Once she began attacking, she would unleash an unrelenting torrent of blows upon her opponent. Now wasn’t any different either, especially since she had already sensed that her opponent was weaker than her.

Since her opponent’s strength was lacking, then she would use her own power to overwhelm her!

In the face of her follow-up attack, Numilia made use of her wings once more to perform an otherwise impossible sidestep. Habona’s claws barely grazed the feathers on her body as she circled around the werewolf. As she did so, she prepared her next fire spell.

This was the first time Habona had actually faced off against such a difficult opponent. She would never have imagined that someone was able to so easily circle behind her. After all, speed and power were always the forte of the demonic werewolves. However, right at this very moment, she was losing out in the battle of speed.

This however, did not mean that her strength was only limited to such superficial advantages.

With Habona’s exposed back squarely in sight, Numilia sent a fiery kick flying towards this weak point. All she needed to do was land this kick and the battle would swing immediately in her favor. However, what she thought to be a perfect plan had one fatal mistake within it, she had forgotten about Habona’s tail.

Before the claws on her feet could rake at Habona’s back, her wolf tail immediately swung out at Numilia, landing squarely on her claws and ankles. The unknown black mana on her tail instantly dispersed the flames on Numila’s claws and crashed right into her ankles.