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-Saiyan Conqueror Quest 228 Epilogue II-
<span class="mu-s">AGE 758, CHILLI'S CRYSTAL SPIRE</span>
“Dark Magic: Black Hole!!” you bellow, leveling your staff at the approaching horde of undead, skeletal dragons. Drawing upon the leyline confluence beneath you, drawing the natural mana up through the tower you made, you fire off your first attack. Creating a point of infinite darkness, a point of nigh-infinite gravity and Dark, it immediately begins drawing everything in. The dragons roar as their bodies are sucked down into that point, consuming two dozen in an instant and swallowing double that before your spell ends, leaving only the furthest to your left four still approaching.
“YEAH! You go Daddy!” your eldest, Meloka Wolbach exclaims as you sigh out, already feeling exhausted.
“Chi?” Megumin asks, going to you and placing a hand on your back. “Are you okay?”
“Y-Yeah.” you reply with a sigh, despite the Divine Blessing fully restoring your body from the damage it took, you haven't rested since your first battle with that demigod. But tired or not, that monster and his army of undead are here now. And you have to stop them. “Just gotta pace myself.”
“Hey, Dad. How come you don't use that one corpse-exploding spell?” your daughter asks innocently, you wincing at the question. But as much as you don't want to tell her you failed, she must know the truth. And having bought your village a few minutes by taking down the nearest corpse dragons, you have time to tell her the truth. So, you turn to her, kneeling and setting your staff down, placing your left on her shoulder. “Daddy?”
“I lost it. The monster coming, he stole the Tome of Jergal from me.” you say, your wife gasping in shock as your daughter's eyes widen. “The demigod lich, Velsharoon. He nearly killed me. He's the one who left me in that condition, impaling me with one of my own Death Blades and breaking it off within me. And if I don't kill him, I won't get it back.”
Silence hangs in the air at your declaration, but you see your daughter's face change. Going from worried, to terrified, then to resolute. Little brows furrowed, lips pursed in the most serious expression you've ever seen on her face. And despite how serious she looks, your little girl is still the most adorable in the whole world.
“I'll help.” she declares, immediately turning and climbing up on the rampart to your surprise. You feel the tower thrum with power, your daughter drawing upon the converging leylines to empower her magic. “This one's for hurting my Daddy! Go back underground where you belong, stinky skeletons! <span class="mu-s">EXPLOSION</span>!!”
