>>5638243>>5638283it was mentioned a few posts ago. “A particularly powerful spirit, as old as archery and agriculture itself.”>archery and agriculture ๏Correct. It’s nice to see you haven’t forgotten these things, Warin.๏
๏They have existed alongside us from the beginning of this nation. A beast of burden, used to till the land. They lived and died with farmers. The bonds between them were strong, and this was one of the first types of occult constructs to be created. At the start, the chant were little more than blessing it with swiftness of arrows because their horns resembled bows. As knowledge becomes less localized and shared around..๏
๏Ah. I do wonder, centuries from now, would our understanding be considered rudimentary? Perhaps you might even live to see those days.๏
Maybe. Assuming I don’t get gored by a buffalo first.Colors are added back into the world and time begins accelerating back to normal.
Hooves of the buffalo makes the ground quakes as it moves towards Warin. Her professor guides her to turn around and look at the lake instead.
Flowing water. Rocks. Dirt. Vegetation that grows around the stream.
The buffalo’s noises get closer to her. She can feel the wind being parted to give way to this shadowy beast.
๏Fade!๏Warin disappears, leaving the buffalo’s horns to only hit the air. Supernatural wind is conjured and the buffalo is into the lake again.
Warin reappears on the other side of the lake, with her staff raised to her head. Clouds starts forming and strong gusts of wind blows leaves around. A clear sign of someone about to cast lightning.
The buffalo panics and tries to swim out of the water. Its heavy size makes it difficult to do anything but flail around, splashing water but doing very little to help itself. Had it taken its time to think, the buffalo could’ve used the darkness in the lake to fade away and avoid the lightning strike.
๏Come on now.๏
Warin walks towards the water and grab the buffalo’s horn. The clouds have stopped and wind no longer disturbs the trees. The panicking beast soon yield and sinks to the depths of the lake with Warin.
They stare at each other for a while before reappearing from the shades of the trees. Its pitch black eyes and dispassionate expression has indicated the beast feels defeated.
When they were at that lake, Warin could’ve summoned lightning and struck the beast. All that power in its legs, horns, and tail meant little when water was the only thing it could touch.
๏We can keep going. But I figured it would be a waste of time for both of us.๏
The buffalo scoffs at her before retreating back into the shadows, eventually dissipating into the ground.
With the threat gone, her professor ceases control of her body, causing Warin to fall to the ground.
