Grim nodded with a hint of suspicion in his eyes. Shifting his gaze, he focused on the battle about to unfold.
Suddenly, an orange glow enveloped Gorg's hands. The long cloth he held started separating into numerous threads, hovering before him.
Orion and Sura were taken aback as the countless threads pierced the ground, disappearing deep into the soil.
Observing this scene, Tala's expression turned solemn. She tightly gripped her cutlass and ignited her gift, causing a vibrant green flame to erupt from her legs, scorching everything in its vicinity.
The air around her sizzled due to the intense heat of the green flames.
"I'm coming," Gorg declared with a smile as he firmly gripped his cutlass and adjusted his stance to charge forward. Instead of a direct charge, he utilized his gift, manipulating the threads that had descended into the soil.
The threads suddenly sprang from the ground, entwining around Tala's arms and legs, attempting to anchor her down.
And in that crucial moment...
SWOOOSSH!
Gorg's body surged forward.
From a distance, Orion observed the scene with surprise. Gorg's clever use of his gift surpassed his expectations. Orion couldn't help but think about the various applications of Gorg's gift as he thought about its potential.
Although he considered the possibility of Gorg amassing wealth effortlessly through crafting textiles and materials, as he looked at the determination in Gorg's eyes as he charged towards Tala in the distance, Orion dismissed such thoughts.
It was obvious that Gorg had committed to the path of a warrior and wouldn't trade it for anything else.
Meanwhile, Sura's eyes widened in amazement as she witnessed the intense battle before her. While she anticipated the intensity of a warrior battle, the current scene exceeded her expectations. Her gaze remained fixed on the unfolding clash, determined not to miss a moment. After all, she could learn a few things and have something to share with the others at home.
At this moment, time seemed to slow down for Tala abruptly.
As Gorg advanced with the clear intent of striking her, Tala swiftly drew more Vylkr energy from her Vylkr container.
BOOOMM!
A sizzling wall of green flames erupted between Tala and Gorg.
Gorg immediately halted his steps, using the opportunity to shift his position to her side before surging forward again. Without turning her head, Tala snorted in response and summoned another sizzling wall of green flames beside her, directed at Gorg.
"I thought you were going to wrap it around yourself like before," Gorg asked with a raised brow.
He recalled when Warrior Jean had left them to confront the Vylkr vines for an extended period, pushing them to their limits to explore their capabilities.
During that intense moment, Tala had inadvertently covered the surrounding area with scorching green flames, reducing the Vylkr vines to smithereens and pushing herself to the limit.
Unfortunately, this effort left her unconscious for a few hours until her father sought the services of healers. They managed to revive her consciousness before calling upon the village healer, Greta, to complete the healing process.
"Humph! So you were planning to show off too," Gorg added, glancing at Orion and Saria before refocusing on Tala.
Tala observed the tiny wisps of green flames spreading from under her feet to the walls of flame.
As a one-star warrior, though still grappling with control over her gift, she could now summon the flames without unnecessary movements. She could only continue pushing herself to see how far she could advance in this stage before the transformation of her gift after she had advanced to become a two-star warrior.
"So what? You're not the only one who wants to show how far they have improved," Tala responded with a smirk.
Orion had started at the same level as all of them. Though she had witnessed his capabilities and battle prowess during their warrior training, coupled with everything her father had told her, Tala understood that even with his six-star potential, Orion had worked hard to reach his current level of strength.
Compared to them, it would be a shame if they still displayed the same level of strength as before without any improvement.
So, just like Gorg, Tala planned on giving it her all.
"It's my turn this time. Prepare yourself," Tala added, the walls of flames gradually dying out of existence.
With a smirk, Gorg responded, "Don't waste your tim…"
BOOOM!!
A thick green flame erupted from under Tala's feet, propelling her forward and allowing her to appear before Gorg within moments.
Her left leg shot forward with vibrant green flames acting like thrusters under her sole, aimed directly at Gorg's body.
Gorg cursed under his breath at Tala's augmented speed due to her gift. He quickly raised his hand, covering it with several thick threads before catching her leg.
Bam!!
Bang!!
Cracks appeared on the ground below Gorg's foot.
As Gorg attempted to launch a strike towards her stomach, Tala instantly noticed his movement and countered back with her right leg, sweeping forward and generating a scorching wave of green flames towards Gorg.
Unable to block the attack, Gorg tilted his body backwards, narrowly avoiding the scorching wave of green flames by a few inches.
Tala's smile widened, and without hesitation, she sent her fist downward, ferociously slamming it into Gorg's guts, sending his body hurtling toward the ground.
Bam!
Without waiting for him to recover, she immediately reignited the flames beneath her feet and kicked her legs forward, propelling Gorg's body even farther.
Bang!
Gorg's figure hurtled into the air, rising and tumbling several times before abruptly stopping on the ground.
"Ahh!" Gorg moaned slightly in pain as he struggled to regain his senses quickly.
"Heh! You should have created your first Vylkr container in your brain. That way, you would see my attacks from a mile away and react quickly. You've lost," Tala said with a triumphant smile.
"Who said that I'm done yet?" Gorg said with a weak smile as he activated his gift again, attempting to call back some of his threads.
His expression soon changed to a frown as he noticed that none of them were available, meaning that all of them had been burnt to ashes by Tala.
