The Dreamer's POV

Ch: Low on Energy

I had doused the clone group with flames I thought were probably hotter than hell fire. The flames had erupted from every part of me and no creature should be able to survive such a blow, except maybe Suphas, but then Suphas was no creature, at least in the sense of physical existence, or was it?

"Are they still alive?" I asked myself, not wanting to entertain the idea that they were probably unscathed and still out for me. Just what would it take to kill such a boss? I've never felt so pushed to the brink of my strength, to be so exhausted of my powers, yes, I've never felt that way since I arrived in this world, and though it was partly exciting, it was also partly scary.

'Please be burnt, please be burnt.' If not dead then it should have suffered gross damages, I'd settle for that.

In the middle of my close panic, I realized that I didn't have my sensory abilities on. Dragon Eyes and Immersion were off which was terrible and risky. I couldn't afford to rely on just my senses in this dangerous terrain.

As soon as I activated my dragon eyes and immersion, I noticed a presence, I noticed Suphas, except that now, it was just one, and…

"Are the rest destroyed?" Or had it undone the cloning ability. I was hoping it was the former.

The smoke was still thick, and it threatened to choke. I stood, waiting on the approach of my opponent.

It approached slowly at first, as if it was wounded, and then it leapt with fervour, trident in hand and held forward. For it to have retracted its clones meant it was low on energy unlike I was which gave me some advantage. I would play my cards right.

It stormed forth, and landed not far from where I hovered, and out of the smoke, and then it thrust its trident. The thing came at me and despite that it seemed so far away from where I was, It managed to reach me. Either I had misjudged the size of the trident or it elongated; I couldn't tell either way.

Visionary gave me the necessary precognition, I was fast and not to mention that the Trident came at much less a speed than the blasts I had to suffer dodging and teleporting away from earlier.

I simply sidestepped for this one. I turned my body and I watched the trident move by my side, just barely missing me. Suphas followed up with a swipe of his trident and I responded, teleporting out of harm's way. We had both gotten used to each other's moves that nothing fazed or surprised us any longer.

He sent forth spearing energy blasts once again, and again, I easily avoided them, almost like I surfed in between the blasts.

'And here, I thought it was too low on energy to spam that.' I was wrong, and going forward, it was best not to assume anything of this creature.

A thought came to my head; it was what it had said, what Suphas uttered proudly, positioning itself where it had disabuse me of a misconception.

'The Emoni are one and are of the same with the ghostwaves. The ghostwaves joined to form Suphas. Was this them in the form where they could express themselves?' These ghostwaves were rather extremely interesting creatures, like anomalies that had been normalized and absorbed into this environment.

The additional Information on them gave so little information as to what they were, aside from being present in desolate cities, and that in itself was exceptionally rare. There was a chance that that conclusion came from the system just acknowledging that they existed here and only here, and that the last part about them being in desolate cities was false and an assumption.

From Suphas words, it was that the Emoni people never left, they only transformed, transcended in a sense.

Suphas swiped down its trident, an extension of an energy blade fixed atop it, intending to cut through my being. I escaped the blow, and once again, hovered closely in front of Suphas as if teasing it. It was comical, and reckless thinking back on it. The mouse thought he could play with the cat, and he wasn't wrong.

The match was reaching its crescendo and there would be a victor soon enough, and unlike Suphas, I was in peak condition and it was not.

It reduced itself to attack with its trident consecutively, something it hadn't done since our fight began, and it didn't call to the earth to fight for it. No, it simply swung its blade swiftly like a warrior, telling that it was awfully low on energy.

It thrust, swiped up and below, side to side but missed every time.

'Can you not try something else?' I thought, wearing a confident grin. I could see myself winning this. Infact that was the only way I could think the match would go. Losing so much of its energy had reduced its prowess, and it wasn't the destructive behemoth that spammed powerful energy attacks as I knew it to be.

No, it was different now, much weaker, susceptible to attacks, susceptible to lose.

I suspected that my flame attack had damaged it greatly that so much energy was utilized to regenerate it to peak condition, and it just wasn't it, but also its clones too–they siphoned energy from the main one to sustain themselves and it was just too much, and the main Suphas thought it was best to undo them and then conserve the little energy that remained.

That was the logical reason I could think of.

"You fumbled hard by bringing those clones."

Its arrogant face was gone, and its place was a look that seemed to be one of confusion and that was a joy to look at.
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And though it might have been compromised in the ways of energy attacks, it still bore its high stats and combat ability. It was not to be underestimated.

"I think it's time we finish things." I said confidently, pulling out my blades from their place of safekeeping.