The Blue Mage Raised by Dragons

Book 6: Chapter 212

There was a strange look in Kim Hajuns eye as he stared at the Martial Lord in the distance. The shirtless man was lying on the ground with his face in the dirt. One of Ouyang Fengs arms was missing, and more sections of his skin was covered in blood than not. His underlings were crowding around him, dumping healing potions on his wounds.

Kim Hajun looked towards the woman wearing black armor, the one who had beaten him to near death multiple times as vengeance for one of her subordinates. Mary was holding the Oebu Sins upper half with four of its fingers while impaling its thumb-having lower half with her sword. Even though she was only holding half the hand, the fact she could overpower it showed just how strong she was.

Kim Hajun shifted his gaze onto Vur and Tafel. Tafel was melting softening orichalcum with her flames, and Vur was bending the metal with his bare hands, weaving it into a cage. Kim Hajun nodded as he understood something: Erdes environment mustve had some airborne steroids or something to make its inhabitants unnaturally strong.

Mary turned her head, noticing Kim Hajuns gaze. What? she asked. Is there a problem?

Kim Hajun gestured towards the red-haired womans hand. Isnt it difficult to keep the Oebu Sin in place like that? he asked.

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Mary stared at Kim Hajun as if he were a drooling dog. Its just a hand, she said raising the portion of Oebu Sin she was holding. Its not even a whole hand. How strong can it be?

Kim Hajuns expression tensed, but he forced himself to relax his facial muscles. Yes, it was just a hand, but it moved like it was attached to a body. Then again, it didnt have the muscles of the body assisting it; as Mary put it, it was just a hand, and hands had tiny muscles compared to the ones in peoples arms and legs. Logically, the hand shouldnt be very strong, yet Ouyang Fengs battered body was clear proof it was. Youre right, Kim Hajun said, speaking completely different thoughts from the ones in his head. Why are you trapping it? Are you going to study how it moves?

Mary frowned, and Kim Hajun lowered his head while taking a step back. The frown on Marys face eased up, and she turned her attention back onto the cage Vur and Tafel were making. It was more apt to describe the cage as a box with narrow slits similar to breathing holes punched into it. There was also a door with a hinge and latch on one face of the box, allowing things to enter and exit. Inside the box, there was an orichalcum sheet splitting the cage in two, allowing Mary to store each half of the Oebu Sin individually. Its perfect, she said, her eyes landing on the breathing holes. Coincidentallyor notthey were large enough for the blade of her sword to pass through and stab the interior of the cage.

Of course, its perfect, Mervin said. Vur and Tafel worked together to make it.

Tafels flames died down, and Vur stopped shaping the cage. He passed the box to Mary, and she grabbed it before frowning and placing it on the ground. It was still hot. That didnt stop her from throwing the two halves of the Oebu Sin inside; after all, all heat did was tickle it. The armored woman turned her head towards Kim Hajun. Youre the Oebu Sin expert, she said. What do I feed this to keep it alive?

Kim Hajun adjusted his shirts collar. I believe it doesnt need to eat anything, he said. As long as it isnt killed, itll stay alive? He actually wasnt sure. Was the hand even living in the first place? It couldnt reproduce, so modern definitions of living would classify it as dead.

Look! Tafel said, pointing at the cage. Vur, Mary, and Kim Hajun followed the demons finger. Through the slits, it was possible to see the Oebu Sin squirming as its flesh and skin wriggled about. The two halves of the hand morphed into wiggling balls of flesh before reforming into two smaller hands.

Stella flew over, careful not to get too close to the cage. Do you think itll split into four hands if we cut them both again?

Please dont, Kim Hajun said. One Oebu Sin was enough; why would the fairy want there to be four? Did she want to destroy four towers?

No, Mary said and shook her head. She picked up the cage, the metal having cooled down. What if it dies? I wont allow it. With the innate ability given to her by the tower, she could drain the life force of things she sliced with her sword and use it to heal herself. The red-haired woman turned towards Kim Hajun. Youre certain this doesnt need to be watered or fed to survive?

Kim Hajun hesitated. Certain was such a strong word, but the way Mary was looking at him told the well-dressed man he couldnt say no. Yes, Kim Hajun said. It doesnt need to be watered or fed. Without a mouth or stomach, what could it eat or drink? Maybe it might need some sunlight?

Mary nodded and tucked the cage underneath her arm. A dark-red energy poured out of the slits, and banging sounds rang out as the two identical severed hands punched the cages door. Mary held the box with both her hands and took in a deep breath as she bent her knees. Her body tensed as she raised the rattling box up over her head. Then, she slammed it down towards the ground before jerking it back up, repeating the motion, shaking the box with enough force to defeather a chicken. The group stared at Mary as bone-breaking thumps and cracks rang out of the cage, ringing out a macabre melody. As the wisps of dark-red energy faded away, Mary slowed the speed of her shaking, listening closely to see if the two hands were struggling. When she confirmed they werent moving anymore, she stopped. A furrow appeared on her brow when she noticed the silence around her, and she raised her head. What?

Are you alright? Tafel asked. I mean, is everything okay? You seem tense.

Mary blinked. No, Im alright, she said. Thanks for asking.

Tafel stared at the now-silent cage. The demon nodded. Thats great to hear.