11 Battle with Elemental Drakes | Part I (1/2)

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Needless to say, I want to try using the extent of this magic but I am really hesitant. I don't want to be antagonistic but what if, rather than helping grow the forest using the mana, I may cause a turmoil to other living beings here and become its enemy due to the greediness of the Origin Magic that sucks mana to strengthen itself. I shouldn't have plucked that flower from before if I have known that it's a sprout of the World Tree. Yet, I guess that's too late now.

”Are we using the same element, Sprigg?” I asked her while looking at the beasts. I hate it when I have to endanger my life just to get something I want.

”Yes, but you need to learn the other elements along the way. You already know the basic on each while we are fighting the smaller dinosaurs. So, it's gonna be easy for you!” She assured me while looking at me seriously.

”No, Sprigg. You didn't teach me anything.” I replied.

What is she talking about?

”Really? I thought you already understood every basic of the elements while peeking at my mind, master,” she said while scratching her temple.

”So, you knew all along?” I sighed.

”As I anticipated, I let you peeked into the things that you need to know without you asking. Naturally, you can access everything that I know as we are connected. Have you forgotten that I am connected to your soul? It is only expected to feel and take measures.” She chuckled while she answers me showing her two slender fingers.

”What are you doing?”

”Nothing!” she snickered and added, ”Let's defeat that beast, shall we?” I nodded and then she flew an arm away above my head. She said that she'll be assisting me from above to appraise the movement of the monster and instruct me everything while I am fighting.

”Great! Let's show these monsters who's the boss!”

I heard that while we are showing ourselves to the three dragon-like monsters she calls dinosaurs but the only beast that came at me is the water drake with the tail of a fish and long ears. It walked on its four legs elegantly like a proud lady flaunting its gowns. Its long ears looked like its tail but much transparent and beyond stunning. I was mesmerized by its beauty and thought that I need to approach it but as soon as I arrived it flapped its tail and I was blown with a stream of water dragging me to the bushes nearby. Huh. I didn't see that coming.

”Are you alright, master?” I heard Sprigg talking to me using the telepathy in my head. I nodded and said, ”Yes”.

I guess magic spells don't need to be focused on the hands, it can also be used in the tail if you have one. Hmm. I got up and removed the dirt and leaves on my body and started gathering mana around my body and focused on my hand to form the dark red fire. Spells and incantations are not necessary since I am using my own mana. I hid to the large stem nearby and gather as much fire as I can. The stone and fire drakes are not moving and seem like enjoying our confrontation with the water drake. I can feel Sprigg maximizing the extent of origin magic that my body ejects since I feel a little discomfort within my body while I gather the mana to support the elemental magic.

I can see that the water drake is also starting to flap its tail again to form water magic on it. I ran and fired the magic to the water drake but it blocked using the same magic. It seems that you can also use it to barricade another magic. That's quite useful, huh. I think I will understand things about magic usage while fighting. The problem now is that there are still two more drakes to fight. I just hope that it will end soon.

”Would you like me to add another wave of the percentage of origin magic that we are using, Master?” I heard Sprigg in my head asking for permission.

”How vastly are we utilizing now, Sprigg?” I replied with another question and added, ”Just make sure that we are not harming the forest or exhaust me. I still have other battles to use it too.”

”Got it. Original Magic usage, 2%. Adding another percent to the supply of mana. Commencing 3%.” said Sprigg with her high-pitched lifeless voice when she's conforming something.