11 Journey (2/2)

Seeing the similar looking shuriken, Magna slowly lifted it from the ground and muttered with a tinge of shock, ”It's light…” his eyesbrows slowly scrunched together as he continued, ”Too light.”

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Putting a small amount of force on the blade, a loud and sharp ringing rang out as one of the blades had snapped off the shuriken. Sighing, Magna covered his face and said, ”Knew it…”

The reason he started doing this is because of the fight he had with the Nevermore. When he had summoned the Windmill shurikens, he was in a rush and added less aura than usual. This resulted in him being able to hold them.

Suddenly, a question popped up in his head, 'If I add even less aura, does that mean I'll actually be able to carry them without struggling?' However, the results mildly disappointed him.

It turns out that the less aura he adds, the lighter and more brittle the weapon becomes. Luckily, he started by adding the least amount he physically could. Now, all he has to do is go up until he finds the right toughness and weight.

After a couple hours, Magna didn't even look fatigued as he stared at the rock in his palm. Taking a deep breath, a light blue aura slowly radiated around him. The light blue aura began to change into small tendrils that wrapped around the rock. Muttering the name of his ability, the rock suddenly changed into a huge windmill shaped shuriken.

A smile dawned on Magna's face as he finally managed to change the weight to something he could handle. As a small rustling noise could be heard from the bushes a couple feat away from him, Magna's eyes shone in excitement as he flashed into the trees above.

The noise turned out to be a normal boar. It looked left and right both continuing into their makes.h.i.+ft camping site. Even though Magna is just a noob when it comes to throwing shuriken, especially one of this size, he followed his instincts and threw the weapon with all his strength.

Before the boar could react, the windmill shuriken easily cut through its neck. With a thud, the corpse collapsed to the ground, startling the twins awake. Joy appeared on his face for a second before Magna felt a jolt of pain shot through the arm he used to throw the shuriken.

Sighing, Magna rubbed his arm and flashed next to where the sisters were inspecting the boar. As he looked at the twins, their faces were devoid of an anger or annoyance about being rudely woken up as their ears slightly fluttered while drool drip down their lips.

Shaking his head, Magna gave a dry smile and asked, ”Are you girls hungry?”

Both wolf girls ears twitched as they both nodded in sync.

Before Magna could make any comment, Luna surprisingly took the corpse into the forest while Argo quickly setup a campfire to roast the boar on. After a couple minutes, Luna came back with the boar expertly gutted and carved.

Stunned, all Magna could do was watch as Luna said, ”I've left the pelt a small distance away from here. We can pick it up when we leave as it should dry by morning.”

When Magna finally gained his bearings, the sisters were already roasted the meat. Argo had used her semblance to ignite the fire while Luna helped with the roasting. Shaking his head, Magna gave the twins an amazed glance before sitting next to them for a late night snack.

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