Sinister Knight: Dawn Of A Sinful Calamity

A one-time champion for a demon duke, Rehabab was born into a culture where each battle he was told to head into ended with him either winning or losing, after all, that was the purpose of a champion.

Under the Duke's command, there were generals and commanders of great talent and strength.

From young, these people were trained to follow their leader's orders, they were bred and positioned to fight to conquer or defend, but champions were different in that they fought to win.

While the other soldiers under the Duke's banner could retreat or fall back to restrategize, victory was the only path for a champion. Their every move in battle was seen as that of the duke himself,

The battle against Naomi and Solara had seen Rehabab reduced to a pitiful common soldier.

While his leader battled and suppressed his opponent, he who boasted a higher rank needed to be continually saved and protected, another even needing to lend a hand to his master when he had been unable to, his hands kept buys by a mere third order being.

"What happened in that battle must never happen again"

That had been Rehabab's vow and the following day when he had decided to advance his comprehension, he had found himself easily sailing this boat so much so that he decided to make a turn and take a harder more beneficial path.

Rather than progress from lava to magma like was taught by his race, Rehabab decided to delve into the more complex aspect of lava.

Rehabab decided to deal with the how(s) and that was how he had stepped into the concept of magnetic fields.

"From Lava to magma is an advancement, but from Lava to magnetism is a descent into the abyss."

This was what Lena had told Rehabab after she had somehow stumbled into the closed room he was residing within in the dungeon.

The strange woman whom he had once coveted had bestowed on him a ton of knowledge before leaving him with encouragement on his path.

There were many results for the formation of Lava and one of them was the shifting of the earth's tectonic plates this shifting caused as a result of changes in the magnetic field within the earth.'

At first glance, it looked like there was no relationship between lava and magnetism since it was after all just a consequence, but then when one looked into the fundamentals of manipulating lava, that is bringing it out of the ground and shaping it into constructs, they found that magnetism, birthed and carried within mana was the foundation.

Some people said all things were birthed from mana, one just needed to know how to direct the mana, and in Rehabab's situation, this was correct.

Inserting his sword into the ground, Rehabab poured his mana into using it as a conduit to send his mana into the ground, his will the fuel that carried it deep into the earth, pushing it past the several layers of soil and mana which made up the earth till it reached the layer filled with lava and then gave its command, waves of energy which clashed with the makeup of lava filling this layer and bringing it up.

Magnetic disorder was a temporary step away from lava to mana for Rehabab it took him away from the concept of heat to that of control.

With magnetism, he had shifted the trajectory of Bernald's lightning bolt and flooded the dome with lava and now with it, he raised a hand towards Bernal and had the man begin flying towards him.

"Anything that had mana had magnetism"

Though the idea was still vague and he knew that he would need to work on it some more, for now, this was the general idea.

Though he was still stunned to see his lightning bolt be deflected, when Bernald found himself somehow being pulled towards Rehabab, he had several white lightning arcs that continuously struck the air 5 metres around him appear.

With this outburst, the force that had been pulling on Bernald disappeared, but before he could make any celebrations, the ground all around him began splintering and soon he was being carried into the air on one of the broken blocks.

"What is he up to," Bernald asked himself, his figure like one of a lightning god who had just descended.

Soon with a single look downwards, the lava which was bursting out of the ground and covering the floor became visible and sensing the danger within the red liquid, Bernald powered up a finishing attack.

From his being, a white horse neighed with a shriek and phased out of him.

The horse's body was translucent and the space which it occupied saw the total disappearance of the lightning that surrounded Bernald.

Under Bernald's order, from the air horse walked upon the air and looked down at Rehabab and when the block of earth which had taken Bernald to the sky began descending, the white horse descended.

"Neigh"

The horse's cries sounded through the air like thunder and each step it took in the air c caused it to tremble, the descent of the horse looked like a death sentence.

By this time Naomi had recovered and had become a spectator to the battle recognizing that that the current playing field wasn't one she could randomly participate in.

For all of the translucent white horse's aura and flare, its descent while momentaneous and heavy was slow and within that time Naomi grabbed onto Rehabab and pulled on his arm.

"Hey big guy I know that horse looks cool and all but we need to run away."

Calmly turning his gaze away from the sky, Rehabab looked at Noami's arm which was holding his, his silent stare making the woman feel like she had done wrong.

"He can't harm me," Rehabab said.

"Well what about me" Naomi complained but Rehabab stayed silent.

Replying with silence, Naomi let go of Rehabab and picked up her hammer spinning it around her and charging it up with mana, obviously ready to strike the whole apparition once it reached her.

To Naomi's shock, halfway to them, the descending horse changed direction and by the time it reached the ground, it crashed into the lava.