Tales Of Schaduw: The Half - Elf

Ch. 46 – Life and Death

“«Tabiea», please lend your strength, seize all souls that have been shrouded in anxiety, strengthen the body and mind of empty souls, show your «Qua» to your master. Carsten Badlion!” Said Carsten chanting the Spirit Weapon summoning ritual spell.

Simultaneously the spirit energy exuded from Carsten's body formed an aura carving pattern. Light blue, bright sparkling, and looks charming like a beautiful blue sky. The spirit energy flowed out from Carsten's two hands. Similarly, the spirit energy that had been centered on his two hands and displayed a bluish aura, slowly disappeared, as if sucked out and formed the engraving pattern earlier.

But this ritual is different from the {Spirit Soul} summoning ritual performed by Adellia. At that time Adellia looked very sick and there was a flash of light that was crazy and down entering Adellia's body like a laser beam, straight, fast, and imprinted.

Carsten looks so enjoy the formation process of {Spirit Weapon Bintatang}, like no pain in the slightest. Even if what he felt was the same as when he was flowing energy within, there was not the slightest obstacle. Like water flowing loosely in a river, down each stone steps, until it empties into the open sea.

“Stay defense of that forming pattern, Carsten.” The Elder Agamemnon.

Carsten nodded, almost all of the spirit energy he had flowed formed an aura carving pattern. The paradigm is shaped like a twin crescent moon, each in Carsten's right and left hands with a small tube gang resembling an ancient scroll, maybe it was used as the handle of his first {Beast Spirit Weapon}.

(Wait! It was not a Dual-Sword type weapon. But the shape is the same as a fan, but with the tip of a curved sword.) My inner.

“What form is it?” Son asked to break our seriousness. “Didn't Elder Agamemnon say that Alumni Carsten has chosen the form of a Dual-Sword” Spirit Weapon.

“I also don't know what weapon it is.” Hans also looked very curious.

“If you look around from the shape of the pattern and shape of the aura in both hands, it resembles a hand fan. But I'm not so sure either, because.” Aalisha replied, but in the middle of her speech she stopped talking.

Hearing the conversation from them. I just nodded, without giving a little opinion. While Saigiri was still engrossed in his seriousness in paying attention to every detail of the incident he went through, not forgetting that he painted it in a small notebook using his petite pen.

“Hey Saigiri.” My husband tried to distract her.

“Oh... I am featured now.” I muttered while pretending to be sad.

“Now is not the time to joke, Brother. Seriously a little.” Seeing my behavior Saigiri even nagged me.

“Hmmm... alright, alright. I won't bother you anymore. Later do not forget to copy your notes for me huh?” Tukasku while offering a small book.

“What?! Just yummy. Copy it yourself Brother, I will lend my notes. Remind the elder Agamemnon said earlier, do not laze at home.” Saigiri pursed his tiny lips.

Hearing Saigiri start chattering, I have to stop this conversation. I don't want to be the second victim after Hans and Son from Guru Senjati's anger. We looked back to the front and saw the aura radiance of {The Beast Spirit Weapon} Carten began to solidify, so it looked strange carvings of his weapon.

“Hold, Carsten. Keep maintaining the formation of {The Beast Spirit Weapon} uses your soul realm as well as still flow your spirit energy to condense that weapon.” Said Elder Agamemnon not far from Carsten.

Slowly but surely, Carsten's first Spirit Weapon solidified and its shape became more and more apparent. The strange carvings seem to be depicting the same writings as the writings in ancient books. It seems that it is the language of «Sanskrit», the ancient language of the ancestors. This language is like a celestial language that is not easily understood by lowly people like us.

Sweat drenched Carsten's face, his breathing began to be irregular. Similarly, the color of his face paled as if his soul and life were being snatched by something.

"Others is this ritual still a long time? I've almost reached the limit." Carsten asked as he tried to reset his breathing in order to remain conscious.

"Patience, a little more Your Spirit Weapon will soon be. Drain away the remaining spirit energy in your spirit container. But leave a little in your container, so that you don't die from losing your spirit realm." The Elder Agamemnon.

(Dead? Why would such a ritual lead to death?) my thinking. Everyone who packed the hall wished to be anxious about Carsten's state. Although the initial state of the ritual seemed like nothing would happen, but now Carsten was between life and death. What was going on, Elder Agamemno was still silent and did not say anything. The elder was still focused and helped Carsten as best he could.