As she opened her eyes and looked at the blue sky above her, a confused expression couldn't help but appear on Alexa's face.
A moment later, though, Alexa suddenly clutched her head, as a pained look appeared on her face.
In only a few moments, though, the human that was formerly named Alexa, regained her senses, and understood her current state.
"Why... why am I here?" mumbled Scythia, formerly known as Alexa, with a confused look on her face.
"What's your name?" asked a female voice from behind Scythia, causing the girl to suddenly freeze for a brief moment.
Even though Scythia herself had no desire to answer this question, her mouth seemed to open on its own at the orders of this mysterious voice.
"Scythia..."
...
Looking at the young girl who was currently lying down on the ground in front of her, Beatrice couldn't help but touch her chin.
'It looks like Scythia's personality has fully devoured that of the little girl...' thought Beatrice as she smiled at the girl, which the latter did not see.
'The imbalance between the powers of their souls seemed to have caused the soul absorption to slightly mutate, transforming it into something more akin to a fusion, very interesting...'
"Scythia, you can get up now," said Beatrice as she bent down and touched the forehead of the little girl, causing a frown to appear on the latter's immature face, as Scythia did not appreciate the touch of the older woman very much.
But even though this was the case, the fact that Scythia herself had become somewhat uncomfortable lying down on the hard ground, as well as the extreme power that was contained within Beatrice's voice, got up from the ground and stared at the woman that had woken her up.
Even though Scythia's memories were a little bit scrambled, as she stared at the winged woman in front of her, she knew that even in her prime, back in her last life, she would not be able to resist the woman in front of her in the slightest.
This was the instinct of Scythia, someone who had lived at the edge of life and death for years, and had developed a keep instinct in danger, as well as the instinct of every living being when they were faced with a wholly superior life form at work.
But even though Scythia's instincts told her to keep her head down and obey the person in front of her, the pride that the former mage had accumulated throughout her life was not something that could be discarded so easily.
Even right now, when she did not have access to most of her memories, this pride of Scythia's still lingered on, no matter how weak even Scythia's past life seemed to Beatrice.
"What do you want from me?" asked Scythia, who was unaware of the subtle changed that had happened to her whilst she was unconscious, as well as of the fact that she was not truly Scythia.
Of course, right now Scythia was also not Alexa, as under the watchful eyes of Beatrice, the souls of the two completely fused with one another.
"I will take you as my apprentice," said Beatrice as she let out a slight chuckle, causing Scythia's face to slightly freeze.
Hearing the way the woman in front of her uttered the word 'will', Scythia knew that becoming the other party's apprentice was not something she could refuse.
At best, the woman would probably play some cruel trick on her before leaving, and at worst, a 'Scythia' would become the apprentice of the person in front of her.
As for whether that Scythia would be the same Scythia that existed right now, Scythia knew that was very unlikely.
"Scythia greets teacher," said Scythia as she slightly lowered her head, causing Beatrice to faintly smile once again.
"Very good, I knew at a glance that you would appreciate my offer," said Beatrice as she stretched out her hand and patted the head of the young girl.
"Now follow me, I still have something to here before I can take you away," continued Beatrice as she pointed at the village proper, which began only a few dozen meters in front of her.
...
Although Scythia had simply possessed the body of Alexa, and planned to use the village the little girl originated from as her home while she recovered her strength, and didn't really hold any sort of emotions towards it, as she stared at the scene before her, Alexa felt a chill envelop her heart.
In what seemed like just a moment, the entire village, which was composed of over a thousand people, was wiped from the map.
Although Alexa was a Dark Mage, and did all kinds of experiments that some would consider 'evil', Alexa knew that she could not conduct such a senseless slaughter of women and children, at least without major benefits to herself.
As for the person that she had taken as her 'teacher', the latter seemed to have no such scruples, as human life seemingly held no such weight in the mind of the winged woman.
"That wasn't the Dark Bolt spell, it was something else..." mumbled Scythia as she stared at the crater which was all that remained of the village.
As she had mastered the Dark Bolt spell in her past life, Scythia would of course recognize the spell, interestingly though Scythia only recognized a small bit of it, making her assumed that what her teacher had cast was some sort of improved version.
"Such raw power... dozens of times more powerful than even my strongest Dark Bolt..." mumbled Scythia as she watched her teacher quickly fly towards her with no expression on her face, as if she had not reaped the lives of over a thousand people.
But unlike what Scythia had expected, her teacher did not stop flying after reaching her, instead, Scythia suddenly began following her teacher, and began flying behind her with a shocked expression on her face.
As she opened her eyes and looked at the blue sky above her, a confused expression couldn't help but appear on Alexa's face.
A moment later, though, Alexa suddenly clutched her head, as a pained look appeared on her face.
In only a few moments, though, the human that was formerly named Alexa, regained her senses, and understood her current state.
"Why... why am I here?" mumbled Scythia, formerly known as Alexa, with a confused look on her face.
"What's your name?" asked a female voice from behind Scythia, causing the girl to suddenly freeze for a brief moment.
Even though Scythia herself had no desire to answer this question, her mouth seemed to open on its own at the orders of this mysterious voice.
"Scythia..."
...
Looking at the young girl who was currently lying down on the ground in front of her, Beatrice couldn't help but touch her chin.
'It looks like Scythia's personality has fully devoured that of the little girl...' thought Beatrice as she smiled at the girl, which the latter did not see.
'The imbalance between the powers of their souls seemed to have caused the soul absorption to slightly mutate, transforming it into something more akin to a fusion, very interesting...'
"Scythia, you can get up now," said Beatrice as she bent down and touched the forehead of the little girl, causing a frown to appear on the latter's immature face, as Scythia did not appreciate the touch of the older woman very much.
But even though this was the case, the fact that Scythia herself had become somewhat uncomfortable lying down on the hard ground, as well as the extreme power that was contained within Beatrice's voice, got up from the ground and stared at the woman that had woken her up.
Even though Scythia's memories were a little bit scrambled, as she stared at the winged woman in front of her, she knew that even in her prime, back in her last life, she would not be able to resist the woman in front of her in the slightest.
This was the instinct of Scythia, someone who had lived at the edge of life and death for years, and had developed a keep instinct in danger, as well as the instinct of every living being when they were faced with a wholly superior life form at work.
But even though Scythia's instincts told her to keep her head down and obey the person in front of her, the pride that the former mage had accumulated throughout her life was not something that could be discarded so easily.
Even right now, when she did not have access to most of her memories, this pride of Scythia's still lingered on, no matter how weak even Scythia's past life seemed to Beatrice.
"What do you want from me?" asked Scythia, who was unaware of the subtle changed that had happened to her whilst she was unconscious, as well as of the fact that she was not truly Scythia.
Of course, right now Scythia was also not Alexa, as under the watchful eyes of Beatrice, the souls of the two completely fused with one another.
"I will take you as my apprentice," said Beatrice as she let out a slight chuckle, causing Scythia's face to slightly freeze.
Hearing the way the woman in front of her uttered the word 'will', Scythia knew that becoming the other party's apprentice was not something she could refuse.
At best, the woman would probably play some cruel trick on her before leaving, and at worst, a 'Scythia' would become the apprentice of the person in front of her.
As for whether that Scythia would be the same Scythia that existed right now, Scythia knew that was very unlikely.
"Scythia greets teacher," said Scythia as she slightly lowered her head, causing Beatrice to faintly smile once again.
"Very good, I knew at a glance that you would appreciate my offer," said Beatrice as she stretched out her hand and patted the head of the young girl.
"Now follow me, I still have something to here before I can take you away," continued Beatrice as she pointed at the village proper, which began only a few dozen meters in front of her.
...
Although Scythia had simply possessed the body of Alexa, and planned to use the village the little girl originated from as her home while she recovered her strength, and didn't really hold any sort of emotions towards it, as she stared at the scene before her, Alexa felt a chill envelop her heart.
In what seemed like just a moment, the entire village, which was composed of over a thousand people, was wiped from the map.
Although Alexa was a Dark Mage, and did all kinds of experiments that some would consider 'evil', Alexa knew that she could not conduct such a senseless slaughter of women and children, at least without major benefits to herself.
As for the person that she had taken as her 'teacher', the latter seemed to have no such scruples, as human life seemingly held no such weight in the mind of the winged woman.
"That wasn't the Dark Bolt spell, it was something else..." mumbled Scythia as she stared at the crater which was all that remained of the village.
As she had mastered the Dark Bolt spell in her past life, Scythia would of course recognize the spell, interestingly though Scythia only recognized a small bit of it, making her assumed that what her teacher had cast was some sort of improved version.
"Such raw power... dozens of times more powerful than even my strongest Dark Bolt..." mumbled Scythia as she watched her teacher quickly fly towards her with no expression on her face, as if she had not reaped the lives of over a thousand people.
But unlike what Scythia had expected, her teacher did not stop flying after reaching her, instead, Scythia suddenly began following her teacher, and began flying behind her with a shocked expression on her face.
