The Dao of Magic

83 - Reunion

What can I say, these dungeons look like a giant child's toy box. So far we have had a pillar, a triangular pyramid and a massive round hole. Is it one of those baby toys where you have to put the correct shape in the correct hole, maybe?

I can now cross sphere of that list because that is exactly what I am looking at. Will the next dungeon I find be a cube? Maybe an n-gon shape? Peak is technically a tetrahedron, so I will be on the lookout for any massive icosidodecahedron or other polyhedra. I look closely at the black sphere and see that its surface is smooth without facets as it glistens in the morning sun.

Moving closer, I sense my ship. I send some qi into my eyes and the battered shape of the Ascent pops into view. What have those useless wastes of space been doing to my ship! Why are there robed figures scurrying about?

The mast is gone. That was qi reinforced wood, stronger than iron. How did they manage that? What the flip...

The deck is covered with scratches, the closer I get the more damage I see. Burn marks are interspersed with deep cuts and Lichtenberg figures, indicating lightning damage. The mast is just a splintered stub of wood and I see a few holes in the sides. That must have been quite the battle.

Still covered in stealth qi, I jump on the railing. Mages of all colours are walking about, studying the ship. Let's get rid of these pests first.

Focussing the power of my heartcore, I pressurize my lungs. People used to do this all the time back in the cultivation world, sighing or coughing backed with the power of their cultivation base. I was never a fan of the practice, but it seems appropriate here.

*SNORT*

Small streams of blood fly everywhere as the mages get launched from the deck. Oops. Every one of them is bleeding from the ears as they land in the water. The shockwave or compressed air I just exhaled might have been a little too powerful.

The Ascent's deck is now in an even worse shape. The mast is entirely gone, the last fragments blown away by the front of violent air. Small cracks are now large cracks and the captain's quarter is not rainproof anymore.

I cough a bit to clear my airways as I make my way into the ship while I ignore the panicked shouts around me. I see heaps of colourful cloth lying here and there, only the slow rising and falling of these lumps tells me that they are still alive. Once again, oops.

I walk towards the hold entrance and see a large cluster of unconscious mages around the hold entrance. The hold entrance is... covered in plants? Why is the hold entrance covered in plants? I send some qi through the cracks and sense big lumps lying in the hold. Did they abandon ship while locking up their mounts?

I'm sure they had their reasons? Whatever, I rip some of the vines from around the door and they shatter like brittle metal. Angeta must have been experimenting with different forms of wood, these dark green plants seem half petrified.

"Come on you guys, let's get out of here."

The lumps slowly stand up as they stretch. My big blue bear yawns wider than seems physically possible and Selis' cock ruffles his feathers. Tess' mount is licking himself and Vox's snake unfurls slowly as I hear its many joints pop one by one.

I pull the animals inside Tree where they start strolling around as they explore the place. This second remodelling of my pocket dimension has been the most expansive yet, so there is plenty to explore for the cultivating beasts.

I walk back up to the belowdecks and move to the front of my ship. There is a large cluster of unconscious mages laying around the bowls I set up. I look inside and see something fascinating.