Infinity: Rising of the Soul Weavers

* "Velocity Nine - Memory" or "Circles - Division"*

AN: it's the same song but with two different names. No clue as to why. (same as yesterday)

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"Oh no..." said Camilla as she instantly ran towards the silver girl to cover her eyes.

It hasn't taken them long to reach their destination, just about twenty or so minutes.

However, what they took a glimpse of was so gruesome that they wanted to leave already.

The metallic smell of blood and the sight of gore and torn flesh everywhere made the place look like a messy slaughterhouse.

The destroyed houses and small craters all over the place didn't make things any easier.

'Sh*t, sh*t! She wasn't not lying alright!' Camilla thought in guilt as she looked at the silver-folk laying around.

Their originally shiny blue silver skin was now covered in red blood, and many were torn into pieces.

The silver girl removed Camilla's hand gently as she stared at the corpses of her people in silent grief and surprise.

When the monsters had attacked, her master had told her to run with his daughter to the woods as far away as possible.

They had no good shelters that were able to protect against the empowered monsters, so at the time that was the best possible option.

However, that also meant the girl was seeing her dead people for the first time.

"Hey... how are you feeling?" Raven asked the girl in a gentle voice that almost sounded like a faint cool breeze.

"Sad..." she replied while her eyes started leaking mana. It was the way Malaian people cried. Instead of tears, their eyes release some mana which usually makes the eye glow with the respective colour.

The girl had silver white aura to her so her eyes were faintly glowing with a matching colour.

"I'm so sorry, is there anything I can do for you? Do you want me to help look for the lord's body?" she said then realized how bad that sounded.

Yet, the girl found it rather kind, "No it's alright, thank you. But can we mana-touch?" she asked in a low cracking voice.

"Of course, but what's that?" Raven had no idea what she meant.

"It's the way my people share their grief. Two people would channel their mana to their hands, and then each touches the others' forehead.

"Feeling the fluctuations of someone else's mana enables us to almost feel what they're feeling. I'd be grateful if you'd let me to that with you."

"For sure," she answered quietly, yet kindly. She had no idea how that's gonna work out but she wanted to help the girl nonetheless.

Handing the baby to Maya again, the girl took a steep breath as she stood against the crimson-purple haired girl.

Raven and the girl's hands glowed with majestic gold and silver white hue, respectively, as they looked at eachother in the eyes.

Both extended their open palms and touched the other's brow as they closed their eyes. Immediately Raven understood what the girl had meant.

She could feel the silver white aura being warm to the touch. It kept flickering slightly like a candle that's waiting to be extinguished.

On the other hand, the girl felt the confidence and compassion in Raven's majestic golden aura.

Instead of sharing her flickering, the golden aura added to the vigor of the white one, empowering it, almost as if giving it a life of its own.

"Thank you," the girl said with glowing crying eyes. "This means a lot to-"

Before she could finish giving her gratitude, a huge rock the size of a truck tire was sent flying and almost hit her in the back of her head.

Almost, since Raven had instantly conjured a a golden black energy barrier to protect her.

The rock shattered on impact. But Raven's rage had just boiled over.

The monster that had thrown the rock felt terror as it couldn't move an inch from the chill that glued its spine tightly to the ground.

It resembled a ghostly skeletal hybrid of a bear and a gorilla which meant it was strength based, yet its strength had failed it when needed the most.

Without much of a warning, its skeletal body was turned into dust the instant a giant golden black hand struck it down.

Raven's eyes were full of rage towards the skeletal beast, as compassion for the silver girl.

Seeing that, the silver girl had a sad yet warm smile on her face. The feeling the girl is emitting was similar to her deceased master.

"Thank you..." she muttered quietly.

"Fuu~" Raven took a second to calm down before replying, "Not at all. I'm sorry we couldn't help when it mattered." she had a bitter expression on her face, but it actually made the girl feel warmer.

"What's your name by the way? My name is Raven. A human from planet Earth"

"Ah, nice to meet you Raven. My name is Axane." said the girl in a calm tone as she took her baby back. "

I don't really know what a planet is, but travelers and foreigners used to say that we live on a huge rock named Malaia. I'm assuming that makes me a Malaian."

"More it less, haha," Raven said with a soft chuckle.

"Um Raven, care to include us into your little chitchat?" Maria said as she hates being left out by her own daughter.

But she was happy Raven had regained her composure.

"Ah sure my bad, guys the girl is called- actually wait." she said as she stared into her open palm for a second.

'Kayla, do you think I can make a translation device? I know the language, I have the Lost Knowledge of the Ancient, plus the Nano Creation skills, shouldn't that help?' she thought to Kayla.

[In theory yes, but you'd have to know the blueprint of such device. Or, you could make your own from scratch which is gonna be a little bit hard.]

'Hm, well I guess I'll wait till we get back to Earth or get some time.' she thought with a sigh.

[Or you could ask me... I'll make it for you, you know]

'Pfft, why or course robo-girl! Be my guest.' Raven thought in sarcasm. 'When I asked you in the first place I was experiencing help you know! Your getting sassier by the moment little girl.'

[Hehe, am I? Anyhow, let me try that,]

'Oh my, you're seriously acting way more human than ever!'

The group and even Raven herself watched as the silver goo surged out of her hands and started merging together and taking shape.

Not too long after, a thin beautiful silver grey collar was resting in Raven's open palm.