30 Elves (1/2)

The next couple of rooms where all very easy to go through. I just threw some random magic everywhere and then continued on my way.

Upon getting to the second to last room, I was met with a long set of stairs up into the main center chamber of the base. Walking up to the stairs I then hit a invisible like wall. I continued poking the force field with my finger for a minute because it was fun.

After that minute I pulled out my anti-magic sword and started slashing at the force field. My sword went through it like a knife through butter. I then put my sword away and started to poke at the area where the force field was just to ensure that I wouldn't run into it and hit my head.

Running up the stairs immediately afterwards, I got to the top of the stairs in about 30 seconds. Upon getting to the top I was hit with fire magic, light magic, some weird guy's fist, and some water magic.

Instinctively I pulled out my sword and swatted all of this magic upwards and created a decent size crater in the ceiling with it. Nobody was moving after this move of mine and we where in a Texas stand off. They where all staring at me and I was staring at this weird rock in the middle of the room.

”How you doing fellas?” I asked trying to break the weird ice after looking around at them

”How did you get here human” said a guy with white hair and red tattoos on his face

”With magic obviously!”

”Can I kill him Litch!?” said a muscular guy that had long blonde hair and a perpetual evil grin across his face

”Go for it Vetto.” Said litch who was the guy with white hair and red tattoos

Vetto the weird muscular guy started to cast some magic which he called beast magic. He made two claws appear and pushed himself off the ground towards me. Arriving in less then a second, he immediately slashed towards me with both claws and continued to attack like a made man.

'Maybe I can test how good I am without holding back now.' I thought

Since these people where the best of the best they would probably able to handle me not holding back at all.

I just stood still in front of Vetto without moving and when the first claw nearly hit me, I just grabbed it with my insane strength and speed. I then grabbed the other claw that was still moving towards me because of momentum even though you could see that he tried stopping it.

Trying to break free by constantly thrashing around, I decided to apply a lot of strength to his wrists and break them. Breaking his wrists was so easy that before I even had time to use a singular percent of my strength, his wrists where already broken.

Hit team mates hearing them break decided to interrupt his fun and start attacking me with all of their magic.

The girl with pinkish reddish hair threw fire magic and me and the other guy who had a combination of black and white hair like mine. He threw some light magic but from the look of his Grimoire it didn't appear to be his actual magic.

”Hey black and white hair guy, what's your magic?” I asked while dodging all of the magic being thrown at me

”I'll let you know if you throw your Grimoire to me.” He said in a joking way with a sly grin on his face as well

”Sure!” I simply responded because I didn't really need my Grimoire anymore

Tossing it to him he caught it and everyone just stopped throwing magic at me with bewilderment on their faces. They where all probably thinking that I was a massive idiot for throwing my Grimoire away.

Catching the book he flipped it open and started attempting to read my spells inside of the book. Sadly for him all of my spells where written in the Language of Verathal.

After flipping through my Grimoire and getting nowhere he just closed it and put his hand on top of the cover of the book. All of a sudden his hand started to glow brighter and brighter before he started screaming in pain. He then tore his hand of my Grimoire and started to breath very heavily as if every breath was causing him immense pain.

”What did you do!?” Screamed the girl with the pink red hair

”Nothin. I just gave him my Grimoire.” I stated simply

The girl hearing this flared up her mana and let it seep out of her. She then started to form giant balls of fire in each hand and where about to throw them before the guy with black and white hair put his hand up to her.

”Wait!” He yelled to her, ”Fana, please wait a moment, I have to ask him a question.”

Fana seeing that he was okay enough to speak lowered the size of the fireballs but still kept them ready to attack me with.

”Human... What is your magic? I couldn't read anything in your Grimoire and when I tried to imitate your magic I nearly died just attempting to.” Said the black and white haired elf

”Creation magic.” I stated as if it was something very simple

The black and white haired elf on the ground just started laughing madly as if it was the funniest thing he's ever heard before abruptly saying, ”My magic is just a imitation of yours then...” very sadly

”And what is your magic? You said you would tell me if I gave you my Grimoire”