sits in glass storm

None of which changed its lethality, however. At once, those shards began to fall towards me, millions upon millions of them driving at me until even I started to worry. I shut my eyes and lifted my arms reflexively as it started to rain a decent chunk of the city’s glass. It drove into my flesh, cutting away at me like a thousand blades until it raked the bone beneath and seemed to tear me apart. It was a steady thing and, despite my brief concern, a meticulously controlled one that remained focused on me without the slightest bit of waste—and though weaker individually then the other attacks, they made up for it with speed and numbers. Used shards and those that had broken even further flew off back into the sky to join the rest, but the tide never let up. After a few seconds, the tide stopped the rise of my HP and started biting away steady chunks of it for me to heal. Using the power of the White Tiger, I further fueled the assault, sacrificing my HP to keep it going and to heal myself anew.

As we found our stride, glass that wasn’t needed was discarded and tossed away and resources were freed up. I fed them back into my other Elementals and flashes of light lit up the broken shards in a marvelous display as Vulturnus rejoined the fray, flickering from place to place even as Xihai stayed where she was and waited for an opportunity to present itself. My Soulforge improved in accordance to what it healed, though, so I needed more—and this was a good opportunity to train, besides.

I sat at the center of a now flattened field, everything around me long since scoured clean. Even with my eyes closed and my body in a constant state of being shredded, I had no trouble keeping track of what was happening around me. Though the process was painful at first, even being torn apart wasn’t enough to infringe upon the Gamer’s Mind, so I remained calm and still and, in time, got used to the storm of blades that swirled around me. For nearly fifteen hours, I didn’t move from where I stood, take a break, or even breath, but simply healed myself again and again, mending the self-inflicted wounds as quickly as they occurred.