Master Of None

”You are telling me that even during the process of making one single witch brew potion you won’t use the connections between you and others but instead rely entirely on your knowledge from that connection?”

The reason this was what Remey focused on was that she realized that the witches making a brew were not focused on the fact that they could tell each other when or how to do a step. Instead, they just took the knowledge of the herbs being used and proceeded from there.

This meant that they were all able to perform the steps as if it was natural another would be there. Meaning practicing over and over again until the flow is perfect. Until their own manas and skill used were perfect. It was much more than what many people could even hope to share and handle.

”No, we do not solely rely just on our steps.”

”We can feel the manas we use and change what we are doing in the moment. Each of us, even if it is just a pair making a brew, will feel it.”

”That’s our nature. We know one another even if it is not our coven or our path. We have to know one another to survive.”

All three responded finishing each other’s thoughts and explaining clearly that the witch born race was not a small individualistic focus.

It was their unique as a race that allowed them to be able to focus so well on these sorts of potion brewing methods. Because they all knew exactly how strong one another was and how they could change their manas to alter the potion brewing process, they would adapt on instinct.

It just took the knowledge to understand one another as much as one understood their own strength. Meaning that the groups who made the highest and most powerful of the witch brew potions were able to understand each other so well that they must have been together and trained for years and years. A level that only masters would have, but together they could surpass that level.

”We only ever have one person making potions. I make a single potion and potentially someone will hand me herbs or allow me to use their mana so it influences the potion. That potion you watched Walker take was one where Walker’s blood was used in it to bond it with him so the manas and affinties matched better. It was also influenced by the natural mana he used in the room to calm the reactions between herbs as I used some unique herbs and newly discovered herbs.”

Remey looked around at the herb garden and wondered what else she might find here that would change her perspective. ”I would never consider having someone else other than the old master alchemist make a potion with me the same way that I work. I don’t have anyone else who’s in the same level of understanding and ability to wield alchemy flames as me. But none of you use alchemy flames, you use your own unique magic skills and focus on brewing. You even create twenty to fifty potions most times at once.”

The three looked excited to see that Remey was becoming far more acclimated to their methods. ”So you will learn it!?”

”No, she is going to learn more. She likes the garden too.”

”Both. She is asking for both and she will show us how she uses unique fires too. She’s offering us what she can do.”

The three avian witches gained more and more energy as Remey held out her hand and began to change the alchemy flames in them and also take the herbs she had been hanging on her waits out along with some potions she had made which were also ingredients to other potions since the liquids inside were actually derivatives of herbs that could be sued to make better quality potions.

She and the three avian witches began to share more and more as they also walked through the garden to show different herbs and Remey began to explain the ones she knew and how they were differently cared for. A few of the herbalists she had brought with her were guided over during this long conversation growing the sharing of information even more.

”Stand tall and introduce yourselves!” Remey looked forward and heard the soldiers that had come with her stand tall and present their shields, swords, and other weapons. ”These are the guardians of this forest. They protect the witches that slumber. These are the captains I was able to bring with me. They train the guards who defend our walls and our people.”

Su had specifically had a small group of captains who could take the time to venture here. Mostly, because she wanted them to learn from the witch guardians. This way, they could both learn more about their own affinities but also be able to grow themselves with new practices.

It was also clear that with their varying races, the guard captains in charge would share a lot more with the witch guardians as well.

”I believe that training training together will allow for all of you to understand the burdens you hold on your shoulders and the goals we have to defend our people’s.” Su didn’t say anything else, but everyone could tell she had brought them here and made this happen for other reasons.

The witch born who guarded the slumbering witches had paid a price. They took their abilities to wild mana and cut them to only focus on the inside of their body to become stronger as guardians. The captains focused their lives in training and went through various programs within Genesis. Their dedication had changed them and everyone in their lives.

Meaning that as they all come together within Genesis and here in the endless night forest, they would have to understand each other to be able to better assist in either place.

This training would allow for them to be able to do this while also focusing on their innate strength. The guardians of the witch born race could understand the various techniques spread between races while those Su bright would get more in touch with their own mana and how it affects their bodies.

”You brought them. So you can leave them here. We can talk.” The voice was gravel like, almost like sand had been caught in the person’s throat.

And when Su looked over, she questioned if that was the case. The tall woman with seemingly fused sand and stone as part of her body stood a little distance away. While Du was not far from her height, the woman’s muscles were significantly more developed and her weight caused the ground to condense beneath her feet a bit.

”I am the witch awakened to represent the coven of sand and stone, I am the earth guardian witch once a member of the Amazon battle race and the caretaker of orphans of the witch born race. You may address me as a warrior or guardian.” She didn’t mince words but was firm and open about who she was.

”I am Su, I could tell you my titles but I believe you are not worried about them or already know some of them.” She saw the slight nod of respect that came with affirmation.

This was easy since Su didn’t want to get in to many introductions. However, her gaze clearly made it known that she was interested in who she was. ”I’ve never heard of the Amazon battle race, I assume it’s an ancient race I’ve yet to meet. But from the way you look, you have a great defensive ability and I look forward to testing my strength against you.”

More words would have just been for show. She knew this witch had been awakened to come with them to Genesis, that was clear. But, this witch was also spoken who reminded Su of Scylla. Maybe not as battle hungry but focused in battle and like Su, focused in defense.

As such, they both just needed to walk some distance away to a larger open space made for the guardians of the witch born race to train and showcase their strength. It even seemed cleaned recently to be used for this every day.

Without another word or pause, Su wielded her shields and dashed inwards. The guardian witch of sand and stone, or as she called herself, guardian, wielded a wooden shield that had stone gray and yellow color. It didn’t seem to be stone nor actual tree. Something new to Su.

When they collided, there was an intense gust of wind from the reaction, Su realized it was the second affinity of the witch before her as she separated and attacked her as well.

They both could feel the immovable strength they had. But Su, wanted to test this guardian witch even more.

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