Magi: A Tale of a New Beginning

Scroll 51: His Sorrow, Her Regret

Arba's World
Azami's POV

We dodged each others' attack before I slide to the side and hit her sides. She gasped in pain and I took that chance to kick her down. Gravity did its magic and she skid down multiple rocks and hit her back. It bled as far as I could see. She stood up and held her staff like a sword before swishing it around. It hit my arm and it hurt like hell. I took a glance at the end of her staff only to find it coated in borg.

'Shit. So that's why it hurt so much.'

I used healing magic which only did a little to nothing on it. I jumped upwards and used heat magic. It hit her in the arm. I was about to attack her with an ice magic but she kicked away my staff and punched my stomach. It hurt like hell and I hurled up. She pulled me out of my trance with a kick to the side.

"Argh!"

"I'm not going to be defeated that easily!"

"Like hell I'll let you do as you like! Do you think that I can't use magic without my staff!? You got it wrong. Satas Ashaff. Tadmir aleaql!" She gripped her head in pain as I drilled holes in her mind. She screamed blood murder and tried to release herself by forcing a borg on it but I held everything in tact. I clenched my fist more before sending an ice magic.

"Thalg Thalgeyya." She froze along with the floor. I huffed out a tired sigh before dropping to the floor. Furcas materialized beside me and held my poor figure in his hands. He gave me a proud smile to which I returned rather sloppily. I could feel the other vessels glowing as well.

'You did well, Azami. Let's make her rukh remember what is right by creating the final miracle.' Halphas said.

'We will make a future without magic, without metal vessels and most especially, without king vessels. We will let these people discover the way to live with only man power and we will give them something to hope for. That is the bright future where everyone will smile. We will let them share the knowledge they previously had and remove Solomon and Sinbad's influence on them.' Sitri said.

'They will feel incomplete and hollow at first but the chosen rulers will rise and give light to the dimmed path.' Stolas said.

'Of course. And we will bless them with the earth to live.' Ipos added.

'Power to earn strength and wisdom to make the world what they desire.' Ronove concluded. I rose from Furcas' hands before taking out my staff.

'You're right. This will be the final sacrifice for the last miracle of magic.'

"Spirits that hold my desired self, I order thee and thine to lend me your strength to destroy the Sacred Palace and create a future rightful for Solomon's kin. In the name of my magoi, come forth with your household and embody me!" Light engulfed me and pain cursed through my body. I could feel my veins about to burst with power but I endured all of it. My djinns appeared before me with sad smiles on their faces. I mouthed a "Don't worry, I'm fine" to them. They reluctantly gave me a nod.

"I am the Spirit of Knowledge and Perfection. You passed my trials knowing that in this world, people are not perfect yet you continue to strive because of your dreams and will."

"Love and hatred will always be with each other but as the Spirit of Lust and Ambiguity, I deemed your conviction true and invincible."

"You've been a great king vessel and I chose you because you held the standards I look for a king. I am the Spirit of Virtue and Arts and I bless you."

"I will lend you my strength as the Spirit of Time and Courage. May the odds be with you, Queen Azami."

"I am the Soul of Rhetoric and Service. Under my conviction, I shall lend you my power, Little One."