Transmigrated as a Ghost

As Marcus pressured Quillon with his death dance attack skill, Mrazivý flew towards Lyra in order to finish her off quickly.

She had already used her apex of winter ability that was part of her unique skill Winter’s Grace and was on a time limit before her full power wore off.

Still, she figured she had long enough to finish Lyra off now that she was injured, and then help Quillon take down Marcus.

‘Glacial Lance.’

Casting one of her tier five spells Mrazivý launched and over a hundred-foot-long lance of ice right towards Lyra, planning to pin her against the training ground’s barrier.

“Awaken.”

Yet as the glacial lance shot towards Lyra, she activated one of her race abilities and her strongest trump card.

Her three tails multiplied to nine, and the flames that surrounded her body became far more intense as she exercised her full might as a nine tailed golden fox.

Flames then burst around her nine tails and large balls of her blueish silver flames blasted against Mrazivý’s glacial lance and melted it._.

A huge plume of mist formed as fire fought ice and the two attacks canceled each other out.

Nevertheless, Mrazivý continued to charge forward and struck out towards Lyra’s left side since her shoulder had been shattered by Quillon.

But before Mrazivý could reach her, Lyra conjured nine her clones along with her illusions, and swapped places right as Mrazivý attacked her.

The clone who she switched with was immediately cleaved in half by Mrazivý’s attack, but at the same time the others had surrounded her along with the real Lyra.

However, instead of attacking with what Mrazivý though was an advantageous position, Lyra turned around and made a beeline for Marcus and Quillon.

She had no reason to stick around and fight on Mrazivý’s terms. Especially since her and Marcus had already planned to fight as a team, since they knew they would be at a bit of a disadvantage if they fought individually.

Giving chase, Mrazivý targeted in on the real Lyra since her dragon eyes were able to see through the differences between Lyra, her clones, and illusions.

‘Light speed slash.’

Creating a foot hold with her mana barrier Mrazivý launched herself forward even from the air right towards the real Lyra.

Of course, she knew that it was possible that Lyra might try and use her reflector shield again, but she was willing to take that risk since she could only use it once more for the day.

But instead of going with that strategy, Lyra just switched places with another of her clones, letting it take Mrazivý’s attack for her, while she sped towards Quillon with her movement technique.

Then when Lyra was in range, she activated the next strategy in her and Marcus’ plan to keep this battle focused on a two versus two instead of separate battles.

‘Fight to the Finish.’

Thrusting her hand out three golden chains burst forth from her and attached themselves to Quillon, Marcus, and Mrazivý.

Now none of them could get more than a hundred feet away from her, and it truly made it so that they were stuck to fight it out in close proximity.

‘Sorry Marcus, I know you wanted to try and keep them at a distance, but it seems that their goal was to separate us. So, I figured we would go with plan B.’ Lyra telepathically communicated to her battle partner.

‘It is fine. Also, switch now.’ Marcus responded.

Doing as he asked, Lyra switched places with one of her clones, but not just anyone of them.

This clone had grabbed ahold of Mrazivý during the instant she was distracted by the golden chain that had come out of Lyra and attached to her.

During the war she had never seen Lyra use this particular unique skill, due to the fact that the situation never really came up. But now it was being used to perfect effect in order turn the tide of this fight again.

Being warped along with the clone that Lyra switched with, Mrazivý appeared where she had been and quickly stabbed her sword into the clone.

However, as she did this Marcus let loose the spell he had prepared as he pushed Quillon back and twisted one of his hands back towards where Mrazivý was now.

A blindingly quick beam of light fired off from his hand and Mrazivý who had just been taken along with Lyra’s clone was in no position to block or dodge this attack.

Getting hit square in the forehead, she was blown back by the powerful laser spell, and only stopped when she hit the end of the chain that connected her to Lyra.

When she came to after having her head rattled, she felt a stinging pain where she had been hit as her skin was baldly burned by Marcus’ light magic spell.

‘I cannot believe he just hit me in the head!’ She thought, surprised that her fiancé would strike her with what would have been a killing blow for most.

Luckily her dragon scales had absorbed most of the damage, but she still felt a bit peeved that he would scar her in such a noticeable place even if it was only temporary.

Unfortunately, the little bit of damage Marcus had done to her quickly became the least of her worries, as she looked towards Lyra who had taken on her full flaming fox form.

‘Fox Deity’s Judgement.’

Unleashing her strongest attack, Lyra’s entire form swelled into a giant fox made of flames and from her body a massive and powerful pillar of fire shot towards Mrazivý.

With no way to dodge and no spell or skill strong enough to protect her, she was left with no choice but to attack.

Opening her mouth Mrazivý finally used her breath attack, pouring all of her power into a dragon’s signature attack.

Mrazivý’s beam of cold, and Lyra’s pillar of fire then met each other in an explosive match.

Each one of them was fighting for dominance as they unleashed all of their power, and at first there two attacks seemed to be on an even playing field with neither able to overpower the other.

That was until Mrazivý reached the limit of her apex of winter ability.

As soon as the power boost from her unique skill wore off, her breath attack was completely overwhelmed, and Lyra’s flames engulfed her.

Once the fames receded, Mrazivý was collapsed on the floor and left unmoving, too badly burned and overheated to go on.

With one opponent down, Lyra turned towards Marcus and Quillon just in time to see one of Marcus’ arms go flying.

‘Guided Strike.’

After being pushed around for the entire battle Quillon was finally able to make his move when Marcus became momentarily distracted as Mrazivý went down.

The part of his soul that was with her beckoned him to go to her and help her out, even though he knew this was just a practice match and she was not in any real danger.

During that moment, Quillon struck out with his supreme skill using his attack that was always guaranteed to hit its mark.

His blade then sunk right into Marcus’ arm and cleaved it right off, sending it flying along with his scythe.