The Overlord's Responsibility [Lagi/B-rank/Solo]

Mission

Spoiler:

"Gurreakk !!!"


The pristine sand collapsed beneath the were-ox's lightweight frame with each step forward, repeating the rhythmic sound that had come to calm the creature over the days that it transformed. It's mind was blank, only following the will of it's newly primal instincts as it treaded around the radiated sands of Tartarus. It was an evergrowing problem in the country, with the officials doing the best that they could to ensure that the being would regain some it it's senses. This was just one of those days, this time it was Were-ox that has not taken the transformation too well and gone rabid.

" Huff Puff...grr..."

The cool breeze blew through it's long brown fur, and across it's roughly battle-scarred skin. The body of the dungeon beast was not magnificent nor great, but it had been chosen nonetheless as a result of being exposed to the radiated magic that initiated the transformation of one being able to become their true selves.

But for most that seemed to have lost themselves, the inside of their heads was nothing short of insanity. However, regardless of the appearance that these people took and how they stood among others, Lagi made a promise to himself to help them no matter what.

"Grrr......"


The moment's task required that the were-ox be rid of the taunting voices in its head to focus on its new opponent, it wanted to have a clear mind for combat whenever it came across another being that gave off the feeling of challenging it.

"G-et...UrrrrA-wa...Ahhh!!!!"

Another primal roar mixed with the difficulties of trying to form words only made Lagi frown.

The ox girl stopped atop a large dune and sniffed the air for several seconds. Lagi may have looked human, but it still knew better. As his appearance may have been, the ox still had the heightened senses of the dungeon beast form that it was. Hundreds, if not thousands, of scents, were carried on the wind, and it analyzed every one for which smelled the sweetest. A sweeter scent meant sweeter flesh, which in turn was an indication of powerful prey to the primal mind of the ox.

"Hey, are you sure you should be sidetracking yourself in such a way? No one in this direction of town is for dinner, I dislike the cannibalism of my citizens. "

The ox disappeared from atop the sand with hardly a sound, other than the static of it's unnatural A-tier speed. It was probably a side effect of the berserk status, with its abilities being even stronger than before. A scent that seemed to be stronger than average had been found and it wasted no time in considering whether or not to pursue it. Standing still would only give the ox the time to think about the overlord hunting it down, and the night was better spent on hunting. Yes, the creature just had to think of nothing but the hunt. For now, that was the were-ox's purpose and meaning.

"Get back here!!!"

With Lagi transforming into his full demon form and calling out to his demons, he decided that the best thing to do was try to cut off the ox and try to surround it. Once he was able to do that, he would start to immobilize the dungeon beast and do the best that he could to bring it back to its senses. He still remembered the earlier instances of the creature attempting to speak and form words. It made it worth it for Lagi to know that there was a little glimmer of sanity that resided within the mind of the were-ox.

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After a while, Lagi managed to catch up to the creature and landed right beside it. When it backed away, The Sogaxod clones circled and stared down at the being. It knew that it was cornered, which is the worst thing you could do to a predator. Once a creature feels like it has nothing to lose, it's better to expect that it would fight even more ferociously than before. It stood up tall and glared in Lagi's direction, possibly having the idea of forgetting about its meal and taking him on.

700/1500 wc


390/400 magoi
420/430 stamina

With the creature starting its attack, the first thing that it did was try to circle Lagi with its exceptional A-tier speeds. It was grunting and panting about as he looked for an opening, figuring that it would be better to try to fight him in place of fighting the demons that were there in support of Lagi. For the overlord, this was fine, this ensured that the concerns of the rabid dungeon beast were more circled on Lagi and no one else. He couldn't take into account any other innocent individuals that might stumble about their encounter due to them exploring the savage lands.  kindness and cruelty sometimes worked hand in hand, and he would rather people take their chances in uncharted territory than be attacked by the very same individuals that Lagi considered as his citizens.

"Gourahh!!!"

The were-ox started to charge at Lagi with its horns pointed straight at the overlord.  With Lagi being in his transformed state and his body naturally dealing a significant amount of ability damage due to the uniqueness of his transformation, he met the power of the charge of the beast's horns with the strength of his own. There was also the case that Lagi's body supported a set of flames that also protected him. With the combined sets of  2 B-tiers of ability-based damage, the charges had no real effect as Lagi grabbed both of the horns with A-tier basic strength and threw them into the sands with full force. He knew that the sand would be able to protect the were ox from the fall and cushion the blow quite a bit. However, it didn't mean that the beast had any intention of giving up and surrendering.  The creature still had some tricks up its sleeve and with its demented mind in question, it seriously thought that it would have no problems at all with facing Lagi.

"Come now, I'm sure that you have a lot more to show me with your little temper tantrum. Once you get back to your senses, I mean, that's only going to happen when you calm down and realize that you are out of your league. Am I right?"

Lagi wasn't sure if what he was saying was falling on deaf ears or not, but his apparent taunting did succeed in making the were ox angry with him.  Even if the words didn't translate fully in its mind, any sort of wild animal would be able to understand if it was being toyed with. This next time, the were ox decided to charge right towards Lagi with all of its strength to deal with A-tier ability damage to him.  This time, the amount of power that the Dungeon beast was putting in was the same as what Lagi was naturally able to produce by being in his true form. It growled at Lagi with primal fury, trying to use its strength to push back at the overlord.

"gurekkkk!!""

With the amount of dust that the Were ox was kicking up, a small cloud covered the two.

1228/1500

Spoiler:

With the dust clearing, it was easy to see that the person who as having the upper hand in this fight was the overlord himself. He didn't budge too much, and he still gave off the appearance that he was holding back quite a bit in terms of combatting this rabid dungeon beast. It was the truth, he had to show some restraint when it came to fighting against his subjects. However, he couldn't allow the thing to continue to rampage as it wished. With a mighty blast coming from  Lagi's mouth, he unleashed an infernal breath attack that death A-tier ability damage in the direction of the creature that he was holding, giving it a significant amount of damage to render it unable to fight and unconscious.

"Don't worry, this might even take a longer time than I wish. However, I'll try to get you the help that you need. "

Tossing the unconscious and injured body of the were-ox to one of the Sogaxod clones,  Lagi would begin to head back to Tartarus. "Let's get him some medical treatment and see if we can do anything about those rage outbursts that he's going through.  It might be the only thing we can do for now and could help us figure out how to help others. "

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As they continued to fly, Lagi looked upon the unconscious body of the dungeon beast and had nothing but the look of worry on his face. He was worried that they would not be able to function properly in emergencies. Or even worse, they might answer the call of their instincts a little too suddenly and cloud their proper judgments and decision makings.

"I can't let that happen.."

1500/1500

MAgoi 380/400