Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

From the carved out fang like mouth of the giant pumpkin, a bout of flames blasted out, spread across the farm in a fan like manner as it rushed towards Rezar who was the only combatant close to the monster. A wall of extremely thick thorn bushes sprang up into existence in front of Rezar. And honestly let's be practical, a skill like this might sound awesome, but in the end it was still just dried thorns bushes against the full might of a fire that's decidedly not normal and spooky as hell. Rezar swung Vita gratia, letting hid right Khophesh fly across a twenty-meter distance to get embedded in a wall of the farm house. Then Rezar let the blade and chain retract, dragging him out of the way before he became a well done vampire with a sprinkle of pumpkin juice.

He moved out of the way in time as the flames swallowed the spot he was occupying after just mere seconds of it being held back by Samira's thorns. Rezar rushed forwards, his body developing a hazy glow as he started using his [Mana Charge] skill. His feet seemed to leave glowing blue footprints as his body was a blur, trailing a hazy blue light behind him. He held both Khophesh to the side as the glow of his magic spread to them, and right at the tip of both blades, a hazy silver skull came into being. Rezar didn't stand on ceremony as he swung both blades, the illusory skulls blasting forwards and leaving a trail of light of their own.

[Spectral Skull]

*Bang! *

[Magic: Spectral Skull, has leveled up to 2. + 3 to mental. +5 to magic, damage increased by 10%]

There wasn't an explosion of sorts, but the moment both skulls went into the body of the pumpkin, there seemed to be a small explosion as the flames within the pumpkin went haywire and blasted out its side, creating a rather ugly hole in its side that prompted it to roar out loudly in pain. This wasn't the time for it, but Rezar couldn't help but come up with a quick analysis.

Fundamentally speaking, the energy or magic everyone and everything now has is the same, sharing the same fundamental origin. The magic would only experience a change or rather a metamorphosis.

It's still magic and mana and energy, but it becomes unique to who and whatever now wielded it. A magic that your own body and system could recognize. But when you introduce another source of energy into the mix, especially one that's given purpose like the [Spectral Skull] skill that causes damage not to a person's body, but rather their magic. It's safe to say, pouring gas in a noodle broth would give even the hardest eaters a tummy ache. And because of the introduction of a volatile and foreign magic energy into another, there was what Rezar would at this moment call a magical imbalance, and it gave the Pumpkin…. Gas?

The giant pumpkin reeled back from the internal explo…... implosion, obviously in severe pain as it seemed to have lost its balance. The daughters of midnight did not even give it any chance to regain its footing as multiple gunshots rang out.

All three of Samira's subordinates had guns out and were taking free shots at the giant Pumpkin that just kept reeling and moving backwards, bleeding out extremely hot pumpkin juice that looked like lava. Samira's thorns had become long barbed vines that wrapped around the pumpkin and stabbed in and out of its extremely weak and defenseless fleshy body.

In the end Rezar was left completely idle as there was absolutely nothing left or available for him to do. The pumpkin was fully and wholly under the control of the daughters of midnight. Every time the pumpkin monster felt the need to spit fire at them, and well timed and well placed shot would smash into its forehead, creating a sort of concussive blow that would interrupt the release of its skills, and leave it even more injured.

With nothing left to do, Rezar sat on the ground and just waited for the Night Mother and her sisters to slowly whittle the pumpkin down. Or at least that would have been the plan, if a woman dressed in a yellow floral sundress had not barged out of the house and ran right onto the battlefield before spreading her arms wide in front of the pumpkin that was now just about a quarter of its former size.

"Please I beg you! Don't kill my brother!"

there was an immediate lull in the battlefield the moment she showed up, everyone paused, the Giant pumpkin, now known to be a man…. or something like that also paused and stopped fighting. All eyes were on the new arrival and everyone was waiting to see who would make the first move, and Rezar did.

"You guys should kill them all." His order was completely unexpected; he didn't even ask for an explanation or a story to at least know what was going on with this village. Instead he just gave the order to have them killed, and it was so brutal that Samira couldn't help asking.

"Your Majesty why- "

"What do you smell? All of you tell me right, what do you smell?" Rezar cut her off as he asked her and her fellow sisters for an answer. They were caught off guard, but they would do as he asks regardless, questioning him could be considered treason, the king's words were absolute.

"I smell blood your Majesty!" one of the other girls said.

"It wasn't just a single scent; it was all blood but they came from different sources." Rezar nodded his head sagely and kept his eyes closed, but then he asked a question.

"Have anyone of you ever been able to tell the difference between the blood of an infant living being and that of a grown up." He didn't need to say anything else as all eyes were turned to the woman, and not the pumpkin. Because whiled the pumpkin was their primes suspect and a monster trying to eat them for Halloween, it was the sister who smelled of the blood of young children, and so much of it that it almost made Rezar choke on its thickness. Death danced around her in such a thick cloud that Rezar felt he could just reach out and touch it. This woman was a murderer, and that was one other suspect added to the case of the dead toll booth officer.

"Happy Fucking Halloween Bitch!"