103 Vol 2. pt. 40 Patch 7.0: The Defiance of a Wolf and a Serpen (1/2)
Fenrir has no idea what this new power within him is nor what it does. All he can tell is that it's there. Though, as the kiss lingers on, he feels himself growing stronger, and he's starting to be able to innately tell what it is.
Nell has turned him into her champion. He feels that just being around her is enough to make him considerably stronger now, and he can just sense where she is. She may be directly in front of him with her lips pressed to his own, but even if she were far away outside of sight, he knows that he would still be able to tell exactly where she is.
And then there's his body. He feels his body changing, but as far as he can tell, the only noticeable changes are to his ears and tail. They both grow slightly longer and bushier.
Cassiel is the one to break up the kiss. ”Al-alright! That's enough, you don't need to do it for that long,” she says, gently pushing Nell away.
”How was it, my hero?” Nell asks with flushed cheeks.
”How was… what?” Fenrir asks.
”My first kiss.”
”Never would've been able to tell it was your first.”
Cassiel turns around, grabs Fenrir by his collar, and kisses him.
”So jealous,” Serra teases.
Cassiel pulls back and looks into Fenrir's eyes. ”How was it?” she asks.
Fenrir wants to tease her by saying she has room for improvement or something like that, but he'd rather not get killed, so he gives an honest response instead, ”As great as ever, Cass Cass.” Looking up at the smiling, still-flushed Nell, he asks, ”So, what did that do? I feel strange, and I can tell a few things on my own, but I don't really know what's happened.”
”You are my champion now, my hero. You will be able to tell where I am no matter how far apart we may be, all of my strength is added to your own when fighting near me, you shall be next to impervious to water magic, you shall be able to both swim faster and breathe underwater, and because I am a monster as is the serpent, your feral spirit is stronger and will turn you into a monster more quickly,” Nell explains.
He looks himself over for any other physical changes. ”I'm surprised I didn't grow scales or fins or anything like what you've got if that's what happened,” he says.
”I do wonder,” Nell teases. ”Your feral spirit should be strong enough now to control yourself when you rampage. I could tell from that fight on the pier, when you bit that man's ear off—which was very nice, I must say—that you were not in control. Now, you will stay in control when you give in to your feral side.”
”I want to test how strong I am. Hey, Bone,” Fenrir says, looking up at the green orc. ”Can I punch you?”
Bonekraka shrugs. He is curious as to how much stronger Fenrir is now, so letting him get a single punch in won't be too big of a deal.
”Oi, I have a better idea,” Tabitha interjects. Reaching into one of the crates they got, she pulls out a steel plate and holds it up with both hands. ”You and the blondie were close before, right?”
”Yeah, we were,” Fenrir answers.
”Alright. Try punching this, Blondie.”
”I have a name, you know,” Cassiel says with a pout, but she still gets up and walks to in front of the plate. She balls her hand into a fist and punches the steel plate as hard as she can! There is a tiny dent left in it where she punched, but nothing more. While such a thing would normally most likely be painful, thanks to her having turned off all pain, all she feels is her hand going completely numb.
”Alright, now for the wolf,” Tabitha says, holding the plate up and facing Fenrir.
”You sure we don't need that for something?” Fenrir asks.
”It'll be fine. I wanna see what happens.”
”Alright, then here I go.” Fenrir takes a deep breath, readies his fist, and swings it into the plate!
His fist flies through the steel plate with ease and stops just a hair's breadth away from Tabitha.
”You said I basically gain your stats when fighting near you, right?” Fenrir asks, looking back at Nell.
”Correct, my hero,” Nell answers.
”How strong are you again?”
”Well, I am strong enough that I do not need to use magic if I were to attempt escape, but it would be very unladylike. I may demonstrate, but only this once.”
”Sure. I want to see you fight.”