Overlord: Player Two Chapter 2
Drake was motionless as he glared towards the Angel hovering above him. Their eyes seemed to be locked together, neither wanting to flinch even in the slightest. Allyra began rapidly turning her head from the Angel to the mountainside behind her, trying to ensure that she had a foothold to retreat to if the need arose.
"Why... why would you want to fight this thing? Can you even win?" She asked desperately.
"Win? It's almost as though you're insinuating that I could lose. Even still, my goal isn't really to defeat it." He smiled.
That being said... if I recall correctly, the Angels are resistant to any magic below tier 9... I can change to my Overlord core... but switching could take some time... damn, I should have thought it through, but I got a little too excited for my own good.
"Allyra, you see that flat patch of earth, about thirty meters to my right?" He asked.
Her eyes scanned the mountain, quickly finding the location he was referring to.
"I see it."
"Okay... on the count of three, I need you to run there as fast as you can... it would help if you... well... flailed your arms or something... but it's hardly necessary." He said.
"Uhh... won't that... thing attack me?" She asked.
"Well... that's kind of the point here. Oh don't make that face... I'll make it up to you... somehow." He said.
"Somehow? Oh no! I am going to ruin you when we get back." She growled.
"Well... I'd almost consider that a threat if I didn't know how fun that's going to be. Anyway... get to it love." He said.
With a huff, she started a slow trot towards the spot he had indicated, before suddenly breaking into a full sprint. Despite her smaller size, her muscles carried her perfectly across the craggy surface, her body contorting to allow her center of balance to remain level. The creatures eyes darted from Drake's face to her now sprinting form. With a small kernel of hesitation, she turned its full attention to her.
However, she seemed to still be somewhat wary of Drake's presence, as instead of attacking immediately, she watched as Allyra finally came to a halt at the designated area. Allyra seemed slightly out of breath, huffing air through her nose with fervor. The Angel began moving towards her slowly, and Drake took the opportunity to change cores.
"Swap!"
His eyes slammed shut, forced to do so by the change of location. He managed to open them after what seemed to be a few seconds. The unending dark surrounding him had begun to be familiar, despite him having only visited a single time. He was greeted soon after by three tiny orbs that glowed a different color, one yellow, a second green, and a third a bright red.
"Yellow is... my Bastion Archangel character, green is my Orc... and red is my Overlord. Okay... hopefully Allyra's alright... dammit... if only I could just have these on hand to switch to." He said, rather frustrated about not being able to fight the Angel using his Human character.
He reached his hands down to his midriff, then pressed his palms to it. A moment later, he could feel the fourth orb being extracted from his body. He palmed the blue orb for a moment, then released it into the black. He quickly snatched the red orb from the abyss, then pushed it against the same place he had taken the other orb from.
He could feel his flesh dissolving, slowly being replaced for the thick, beige bones that his first character had once sported. Over another few minutes, he could feel his body undergo the other changes. He felt his HP drop, then his MP rise, he could feel his mind filling with unrestricted access to spells, and the lore knowledge associated with the spells pouring in.
It took another few moments, but the change eventually finished, and Drake stretched his new body out.
"It feels... different, it's... hmm, I can't really explain it... it... it's like my nerves are washed in a wave of energy... it feels... good, I suppose. Anyway... I need to get back to Allyra."
He focused on the area that he had told Allyra to move to, then spoke.
"Return."
Allyra stumbled backwards as the Angel made a sharp swooping motion toward her.
"Dammit! Drake, where did you go? I don't have any magic to fight this thing with." She moaned.
As if on cue, the sound of an arriving Teleportation echoed at her back. And she shot around to see who had appeared. She was met with a terrifying visage. A huge, hulking skeleton clad in a ornate, regal red cloak was standing mere feet from her. His head was covered in a strange, bronze cage that almost completely shielded his eyes from view. What was abruptly clear about his eyes, however, was the heavy red glow that his eyes expelled.
"What... what... what are you?" Were the only words she could muster.
"Easy." The creatures voice was monotone, and deeper than Drake's, but it was almost immediately apparent that it was him.
"Drake?" She asked.
"Not exactly, but... yes." He responded. "It would probably be best for you to refer to me as The Collector." He added.
"Collector?" She asked.
"Just do it."
Well... I'm only saying that because that was what I named this character. Well... and because it'll make it easier to explain away this body, but that's for AFTER this little fight.
He turned his gaze to the Angel now observing the scene beneath her. She was wary of Drake, as she was unaware of who he was, considering his changed form. She moved back up the mountain slightly, her wings silently carrying her upwards. Drake, deciding that this was the best time to attack, began powering a spell.
"Maximize Magic: Hell Blitz."
A purple flame, emanated from his mouth, blasted up towards the Angel, who dodged it easily. Drake, unwilling to let off of his budding offensive, slammed his jaw shut, then immediately cast another spell.
"Maximize Magic: Darkshine."
A fiercely hot, black flame erupted from his fingertips. This attack was much faster and caught her off guard, the flames landing a solid hit on the left side of her body. She emitted a horrible screech, to which Allyra responded by clutching her hands over her ears. Drake felt a small bit of happiness as the Angel succumbed to the attack and fell to ground in pain.
"Triple Maximize Magic: Iron Bind!"
The cage enclosing his face snapped in two, then melted into a small ball of shiny liquid. Following the command, given by him moving his hands towards his target, the small ball slowly made its way to the writhing Angel, then began to slither around her, eventually forming chains that wrapped tightly around her arms and legs.
"Alright Allyra, that's it she's down." He called to her.
He disappeared, then a moment later, returned with his Human form.
"What happened to you?" She asked.
"I... took on a transformation, something that was passed down through my family." He lied.
"What is it?" She asked.
"We call it The Collector."
"Why?"
"It... would probably be best if I don't answer that question."
"So... what are we going to do with... Nenufar?" She asked.
"I am going to talk to her, you... can do as you please, as long as you aren't here." He said.
"What? Then why did you bring me here in the first place?" She asked.
"Simple. You'd have complained if I hadn't." He said.
The smile plastered to his face was filled with a smugness that truly frustrated her, but she resigned to keeping quiet, since she knew that he was correct.
"Fine... so you want me to leave?" She asked.
"I only need a few minutes alone with her. I'll be back with you soon." He said.
"Okay, take me back to the square." She said.
He complied, wrapping his fingers around her wrist and warping her to E-Rantel's center. Without a word, he teleported back to the Angel, who had seemingly accepted her fate.
"Do as you please with me, human. Your associate has trapped me."
"Not my associate, me. But that's for another time, right now, I need your assistance." He explained.
"Assistance? Odd, seeing the amount of power you wield." She commented.
"Yeah? There's the answer to my first question, then."
"You have other questions?" She asked.
"Indeed, I do. I'd like for you to tell me where your sisters are." He explained.
"My sisters? Ah, very well. I suppose that makes sense, however..." She began.
"However?" He asked.
"I'm not sure how to go about finding them... I don't know... "where" there are, only a rough estimate... and that's only when they're close." She explained.
"Well then... I suppose that's a start."
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"Lord Ains?" Narberal's voice broke the Overlord from his concentration on the paper in his hands.
"Nabe... can you understand this?" He asked the young woman, showing her the paper.
"No, my lord. I don't recognize the language." She said.
I do... honestly I feel as though I should be more excited that it's Drake who ended up here with me, considering his relationship to YGGDRASIL... but... this isn't YGGDRASIL. Anyway, I should probably contact him.
Well... maybe not yet.