Master Of None-Chapter 2471 : 2471. More About Covens

The sheer force that Mordant could bring with dark mana and entirely captured the attention of the grand witch of decay. Since she also had a representative from her coven, she had made them walk along with him and herself to speak and learn. This was also to help bring the dark mana together a little better in to one place.

There had been some resistance after Mordant and Onyx had arrived to traveling by air to get to Genesis faster. To be honest, though, Walker was liking it a bit better. The soldiers who were walking on the edges and moving with them were showing their strength as they dealt with a few small monsters or scouted the surroundings.

This was a chance to build some additional trust so that the witch born race members would feel safer with their own protection details when they arrived. They could see the strength and accept them without worrying for their safety constantly.

What was more interesting was that Remey and the witch who carries various potions and materials under her cloak had actually begun to speak. The words were full of intricate herbal details that would make just about anyone consumed.

Yet, Walker quickly caught a few details about herbs used to make teas which were not necessarily a focus on potions but could help the body here and there. Especially for the elderly. This made him catch on that they both were focused on the elderly of their people. Remey about the old master alchemist and the younger alchemical witch, the grand witches who led them. Good qualities to share for sure.

"The fire storm coven does not see any worry about the fire area you have. We can handle the heat there. Do not assume we are weak." The sudden brutal comment was directed at Ignus of all people. He had sensed the fire mana on the sun witch and the witch that was walking beside her. But apparently, his interest in describing his territory within Genesis was seen as looking down on them.

"Child. You could not make a flame that would even reach a tenth of what I can provide. Even your mixing of wind and flame would not even be near the strength I possess. I can look down on everyone here, save for two." all the fire mana around Ignus drew to him and the witch who had responded with her own arrogance was forced to stumble. She had never had herself lose control of fire mana in this way. Even just using the wind mana would be impossible.

"Do I need to show you more?" He growled out and made it clear that her words would not be kept in the same way if she were to repeat this. "You and others may come to see the territory. There are a few hatchlings who are swimming in the colder lava pools we've made. It will be a good place to meditate."

He walked ahead and Walker kept his gaze on the fire strom coven witch. He figured some would be a little more heated emotionally, but it was like looking at a version of Remey if she had been born a fire mage instead of a brawler. It was somewhat amusing.

"Hey! Don't look at me. That brat is nothing like me. Her flames aren't as useful. They can't even refine the mountain dew flowers in to a useful potion." There was a part of Walker that swore Remey had read his mind just from his quick glance just now. Something impossible but seemingly true now.

This small interaction had also shown all the witches the level of respect that they might tend to keep. The dragon race might have accepted other races, but they were in fact still dragons. They had their pride and believed they were stronger and that their power spoke more than just their standing. It wouldn't be the same for all races, but this intricacy to learn how to interact with all races would be a learning point for them.

Luckily, Walker hadn't stopped idly chatting about different races and their strengths. Especially when it came to food and their preferences when building or exploring.

He had been watching the witch with sand and wind affinity. He believed that similar to the wind and fire coven known as fire storm, this witch embodied the sand storm coven. One that was known to the witches as preferring the blinding sandstorm to the clear sky. An odd sentiment but one that made a lot of sense.

He was focused on her simply because she had both mixed the earth and wind manas, normally opposing one another to a degree, and also had them separate.

He wanted to learn more about the ways her manas mixed but he also saw that she was watching him. She had noticed his attention to a degree which was fair since he had been watching everyone with his mana senses and not.

When she noticed this, she moved the sands and winds around her and made a little dome of sand storm. It caught the attention of a few of the other witches who stood back even more. Seemingly because this was a normal thing for her to do. But Walker didn't let that perturb him. Instead, he reached out and captures the mixed sand and wind mana to find that it was more interesting than he'd expected.

It mixed in a way that made it hard to separate at all. It was like it was put in to a balance so perfect it wished to remain in that state. He also realized that the sand in it was fine and round. More like it had been rolling through the water to become a river stone than it was in the air. Meaning that the wind mana had cut and shaped it slowly over time while the sand had become perfect for moving through the air as well.

They had shaped one another and were in turn so deeply united that even if this witch stopped manipulating them the sand and wind would most likely still float in the area naturally for some time with just the additional wind and earth mana in nature itself.

"Very interesting. I expected the unique fusions of manas in a natural way that all of you used to be interesting. But this is even better than what I thought. Nature's sandstorms stop for a time but this one could continue on in that perfect balance. It's been refined to the point that you can even take over a small area with your sandstorm without you having to add your own mana or draw in more mana from nature too. It does it by itself. I would guess you have some sand with small witch runes on it too?"

The sand froze in the air before returning to the pockets and the witch nodded. This was when she noticed she couldn't take the sand back from Walker and instead was watching him make it live as if it was a natural desert sandstorm between his hands.

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"When we were once in the desert Venus the wind dominator dragon used a lot of wind to make a sand tornado. Looking at your ability, you most likely can achieve the same. But when we added fire to it we turned the wind fire and sand in to glass. Maybe you could work with others to achieve similar results."

She looked at him with incredible surprise. The witches spent a lot of time on their own paths. The focus on their naturally occurring manas and binds with it took all their learning and time. So, considering working with opposing manas was harder to grasp.

Only the more powerful witches cooperated and often it was not to create a unified form of magic but to create brews, runes, or gardens. That was not mentioning the rituals and other forms of magic for the witch born race.

"You'll all find that in Genesis the unity we find through mixing our cultures, magics, and everything from daily life to craftsmanship is very important. How can your knowledge and culture benefit everyone together? How can theirs benefit you?"

He left them all thinking. Their minds hadn't expected that Walker would push them toward working together like this. Let alone that he would demonstrate how these manas and skills could mix just with the sand and wind from one of them.

Walker embodied a lot of what Genesis meant and how it came together. By showing this little bit he had changed their thinking about what they knew of Genesis from the sun witch's point of view.

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