Mythran's Master Of All

“Oh, no.” One of the succubi said. “What do we do now?”

“When is the next delivery due?” Ren asked.

“Tonight, when the moon is at it's apex and the sky is as clear as newly formed glass.”

“Geez, give it a rest, Fayeth.” The one sitting beside her bench said, then looked at Ren. “It's at the stroke of midnight, just like every other night.” She laughed. “Not that we ever see the night sky anyway.”

“Oh, can you imagine that, Crakasia?” Fayeth said. “To be borne upon the wind! To rise up into the depths of the sky! To have the-”

“I said to give it a rest.” Crakasia said and cut her off before she could get going. “We usually have just enough time to finish the quota and he delivers it.” She said and waved to a large crate by the wall. “We've got about 6 hours left before we have to finish.”

“Where does it have to be delivered?” Ren asked.

“This is why Wynphine and I are free.” Seldanna said. “He needed our help to push the crate.”

“You also pledged to stay by his side and do his bidding.” One of the others said, disgustedly. “Why would you let that scum touch you?”

“It got us free.” Seldanna said. “He wasn't that bad when he was unconscious.”

That made everyone laugh, except for Ren. He felt how all of them felt about Murdrasu, especially how much Seldanna and Wynphine had hated him, and his anger came to the surface unbidden.

“RraaaHHHH!” Ren yelled as his Controlled Berserk Rage activated. He took two steps and jumped up into the air as hard as he could. The succubi were frozen in shock as a brightly glowing hammerpick appeared in Ren's hand as he arced through the air. He had switched the enchantment to Fire, and as he landed, he brought the hammerpick down onto the large lock that held the succubi's chains in place.

A loud clang rang though the cavern as the Fire-enchanted hammerpick smashed through the lock and crushed it instantly. The Fire rushed up the chains to the shackles that held the succubi in place, and all the succubi started screaming; even Seldanna and Wynphine.

“SHUT UP!” Ren yelled in his command voice as he concentrated on his Command Aura, and they all went quiet; even though tears streamed down their faces. “STAY STILL!” He said as the chains and shackles melted around their wrists and ankles.

The succubi trembled at the intensity of his voice and presence, and watched wordlessly as the metal that had held them for so long dripped away from them. The entire incident lasted for only about 30 seconds; but, it was the longest 30 seconds that any of them had ever experienced.

Ren had used his Fire Manipulation skill in a way he hadn't before, and was able to keep molten metal next to someone's skin without hurting them. Once the molten metal had fallen to the floor, he absorbed the heat from it. He was surprised to discover that he didn't have to touch it to do that. As long as it was within his Aura, it would work and he could manipulate it if he wanted to.