The Blade Summoner

In the morning we decide to test out her magic first. Range, strength and control are the main focusses our tests are supposed to reveal.

Our first test was walking away from her, while she uses it. The one walking away, me in this case, keeps talking, then he marks the point he was able to hear himself again. This will be repeated with others, to detect inconsistencies.

As planned, I go first. I step back slowly, telling myself a childrens story about a chicken and a crocodile. After around fifty meters, such as the first half of the story was the point I could hear. The others heard how I said: 'The chicken cuddled the crocodile'. Unpleasant.

We only used generals for these tests, we wanted to simulate the demons strengths and resistances as good as possible, so Rhage goes next.

He was walking for exactly fifty meters, then stopped. Reciting a poem is a better choice than a childrens story I suppose. Next up is Servve. Expectedly, he stopped at fifty aswell, with a hearable warsong.

Laurin and Lyght were going at the same time, it was only confirming our theory at this point. Both stopped at fifty aswell, Lyght repeated the assassins motto and Laurin reciting the leprechaun manifesto.

We were all going in different directions, so the directivity was a circle of fifty meters radius...

Control was the next thing we wanted to try. Could she control directivity, range or filter the persons the magic applies to?

The fairy king guided her through me, so the first results were very early. She was able to control the range, but she was unable to go over seventy five meters. At this point we were able to communicate with screaming again. Thus, range directly affects strength.

Next up, directivity and selectivity. Directivity was nothing else than changing the range for certain parts only, so this one was easy to achieve. If she took the range away from one side, she could apply it to the others.

If she can use regions separately, there was the possibilty to just spare out our own soldiers. We tried that out aswell. It seems that her silence field, which is what we called the silent area around her, only stops the formation of sound. Not the sound itself.

Which is perfect, if she learns how to control it. She could silence our enemies commands, while not affecting ours. In contrary, if she fails, it was devastating. Accidentally silencing our commands was possible too. She had to change the radius with our movement aswell.

Ce:" Let us stop here. I have an idea."

We stop and gather.

Ce:" We all know that she is able to direct her silence field. We also know, that the strength gets lower with the range rising. So why would we apply the magic to our fields too? Leaving each of our heads out is hard to do."

Cia:" So you mean I should only silence the enemies, but don't apply the magic to our region?"

Ce:" Exactly. The magic will be stronger and if enemies are in our army they aren't getting any good commands out anyway."

The others nod, they seem to understand.

Ce:" Also, in the stealth part, silence us completely, we don't know how good demon ears are. If a guard appears, silence him and we can kill him without anyone noticing."

Our plan was done. The only thing left was to perform it properly. And to reach the place to fight first, of course. But with the enchanted carriages we have now, it shouldn't take too long.

The carriages looked normal, but they were much more comfortable, had more space inside and were faster. Even without horses.

We simply used the main road, meeting a demon here was unlikely. If we did, our first cart was prepared. Cecilia, Lyght and myself were in it, so if one appeared it was easy for us to silence him, take him down and hide him. Luckily, there was none anyway.

We reached the closest village without problems, it was a small one called Stuckenborstel. The name came from the time leprechauns still lived there, such as many of the buildings were.

Most houses here looked cold, but stand out. They were new and didn't fit in at all, but the cozy feeling they emit was better than the stone houses around them.

The streets had a few people on it, but that was to be expected in a small village like this. Some were getting water, others bought bread. It wasn't hasty or full, but it wasn't enjoyable either.

It seems as though they are mentally dead. Their eyes were glassy and they walked around without changing the point they looked at, at all.

Something is wrong here. Just uncozy houses weren't able to make humans this emotionless. What happened here?