Adventures Of A Goblin

He stood in front of the golden sand mausoleum shaped in a pyramid form, and it's height equal to a mountain towering above the forestry.

The Sun shined at the pointy top of the golden sand mausoleum, until it got to the rest of its body, sparkling out the golden sand it is laced with, and blinding the naked eyes that gaze upon it.

Orun is seventy-five percent certain that the deed has been done, Caius has been sealed by his altra regenerative Grand Mausoleum skill.

But then again, he can never be too sure it worked exactly as he wanted it to. This is after all, his first time fighting against an elemental king, and also his first time using the skill on another.

He had little information on what skills elementals use, or how far they can go when fused with their contractor.

'Oracle'.

[on it master].

Orun wanted to fill in the remaining twenty-five percent doubt he has, by making Oracle scan the Mausoleum for any odd energy signatures.

'how is it Oracle? Is he staying silent still in there'.

It took a while for Oracle to respond to Orun's first question which he found to be weird.

Oracle was always quick on the notice and especially on things like this. It not answering as Orun wanted, can only mean that it sensed something that is not supposed to be.

[it is odd master].

'Odd! Do you mean In a good way or a bad way'.

[I am not certain enough to give a direct answer to the question]

'why? What is happening in there'.

[he is increasing his mana output at a formidable rate].

Caius trapped inside of the Grand Mausoleum, continued to leak out his mana to the surroundings, injecting it into the sand he is covered by.

This action of his at first thought, would lead one to believe that Caius's plan is to overfeed the sand, giving it more mana than its capacity can carry, and eventually leading it to explode due to too much of mana consumption.

Oracle however, does not believe that to be the case.

It does not matter how much mana is injested into the sand. Once it becomes aware that it's mana capacity is reaching its limits, most of the mana will be redirect and transferred into the ground.

Caius should also be aware of this fact. No matter how dump one is, Oracle wants to believe that one cannot be dump to the point where they do not understand the natural properties of soil.

Soil absorbes whatever is thrown at it, and in turn, it uses it as a means of fertilizer for itself, giving it effects similar to what was absorbed.

In the case of it absorbing nutrients, the soil will direct the nutrients back to mother earth to nourish its state, so the ground becomes more fertile and conducive enough for farming processes.

If mana is what the soil absorbs, it does the same action of giving it back to the earth and in return, the Earth becomes intoxicated with mana, corrupting it and making it an uninhabitable place for beings with less affinity toward mana.

Caius should also be aware of this, yet he still resorts to corrupting the earth with his mana; for what reasons.

"the fight is not over yet? I wouldn't want it any other way".

All this while, Orun had only been testing the waters against Caius, going at him with only his physical strength, measuring what limitations he has.

Caius had also stood his ground against him, not getting pushed back, and has shown Orun how strong he has become.

He has collected as much information as he can. His weapons are deadly when used on him, and his Spear also has an effect where it moves by itself without any physical control over it.

Orun has to assume that the same rule applies to his sword; example is when he was almost cut down by the sword. The precision of when it was above to targeting him who is on the ground, was far too accurate to think of it as an extraordinary throwing skill.

Caius's body is exceptionally sturdy, so he will need more than the normal power output he is used to if he wants to crack through his tough armor.

Speed; his speed is not one that should be underestimated. So far, Caius has proven to be on equal speed length to Orun. He has being able to keep up with him, and sometimes even outpacing him.

Orun has collected as much data on Caius as needed, it is now time for him to shift his gear to a more serious mode.

"the time for playing around is over".

If Caius wasn't staying still inside of the seal, then he is up to something, probably something that would ensure his escape out of the Grand Mausoleum seal.

'Oracle'.

[Yes, master].

'how much mana do I have left'.

[so far, master has used twenty-two percent of your total mana, most of which was spent in the construction of the Grand Mausoleum Seal].

"so I still have a total of seventy-eight percent mana left?".

He thought his mana guage would have decreased more than what Oracle mentioned.

The Grand Mausoleum skill took a lot of mana out of him, for the creation process, and also for the regenerative process.

Orun had estimated his mana usage to be around half of his total mana guage, or even more than.

He remembered correctly that when he was an elder Goblin, his overall mana was around sixteen thousand, and that was only sixteen percent of the total mana he had now.

The skill he used, is leaps above the realm of what an Elder Goblin can even dream of using.

He only used twenty-two percent of his total mana, in numbers, that would be twenty-two thousand out of hundred thousand mana guage, six thousand difference from that of an Elder Goblin?

"that wasn't as much as I thought it would be".

Orun wondered if the overall efficiency of the skill is due to the fact that it came with such little mana cost.

He believes, the more mana is used in the creation of a skill, the more effective the skill will be when active.

"no matter. From now henceforth, I will be staking all my mana into taking him down".