Tale of a Hedonistic wizard
Chapter 95 - 95: Dragon's lagoon

Ivar managed to dodge to the side, his blade striking the python's scales with a resounding clang. His wolf tried to slash the python, but it reacted quickly with its massive body, knocking the wolf aside with a powerful sweep of its tail. The python coiled itself tighter, readying itself for another attack as Jaegar and Ivar braced themselves.

The woman, her movements fluid and precise, deftly rolled to evade the attack, her blade dancing in an intricate pattern as she slashed at the python's underbelly.

The python's thick and resistant skin proved to be a formidable defense. Each strike of the woman's blade seemed to glance off its scales, leaving only superficial marks.

Jaegar, his mind racing, realized that a more strategic approach was required. With a focused burst of energy, he summoned swirling gusts of wind, aiming to disrupt it's balance and create an opening for them to attack.

The serpent, undeterred, retaliated with renewed ferocity. Its coils contorted and lashed out, each movement sending tremors through the ground.

Ivar parried each attack with calculated precision, his strikes finding gaps in the python's defenses.

The woman's agility allowed her to nimbly evade the python's strikes, her blade becoming an extension of herself as she launched counterattacks.

Jaegar, his determination unwavering, channeled his magic into a devastating spell. Bolts of lightning crackled around him, forming a potent storm that he unleashed upon the serpent.

Rumble!

Thunder roared, echoing the ferocity of the battle, as lightning strikes danced across the python's massive form. Smoke rose from its scales, the scent of burnt flesh filling the air.

But the serpent was far from defeated. With a spine-chilling roar, it reared back, its eyes blazing with a primal fury. It lunged again, this time with an uncanny speed that caught the trio off guard.

Jaegar barely managed to deflect the attack with his shield, with the impact sending a shockwave through his arm.

Ivar's blade clashed with the python's fangs, the force of the blow resonating in his bones.

The woman's blade found its mark, sinking into the python's side, but its thick hide offered formidable resistance.

The battle raged on, a symphony of clashes, roars, and magical bursts. The trio's determination remained unshaken, and the intensity of the battle became more cohesive with each passing moment.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the battlefield, the python's movements began to slow. Its strength waned, and its breath labored.

Jaegar seized the moment, channeling his energy into a final, decisive spell. A vortex of swirling energy formed around him, spiraling with increasing intensity. With a triumphant cry, he released the spell—a burst of energy that crackled with raw power.

The python's eyes widened in its final moments as the energy enveloped it, consuming its form in a blinding explosion of light.

The battlefield fell silent, the echoes of battle fading into the stillness of the night. The trio stood, chests heaving, wounds and exhaustion testifying to the intensity of the fight.

***

As it was night, there were only Ashfield and Morana, who were in the hall, still watching the screens.

The image of Jaegar was still not showing, and right now, Ivar's image was also blank.

Arthur came right at the moment and asked if there were any developments. Ashfield and other prominent figures gathered around and pondered over the matter. Jaegar's and Ivar's Whereabouts have raised concern among their respective academies.

***

Having emerged victorious from their intense battle with the python, all three of them bore the marks of the encounter in the form of minor injuries.

It was Ivar who proposed a solution, his voice bearing a note of practicality amidst the aftermath of their fight.

"We should dip in the lake," Ivar suggested, his gaze assessing the collective state of their wearied bodies.

The woman, her movements carrying an air of detachment, distanced herself from the group. With a sense of purpose, she moved behind a rock, disrobed, and stepped into the inviting waters of the lake.

While the woman immersed herself, Ivar's inquisitive eyes turned towards Jaegar, curiosity gleaming in his gaze. "What is she doing here?" he inquired, seeking some semblance of understanding amid their enigmatic surroundings.

Jaegar, following suit and slipping off his shirt, ventured into the tranquil embrace of the lake's waters.

"I don't know," he admitted the uncertainty reflecting in his voice as his eyes took in the serene expanse.

Beside the water's edge, Ivar, the wolf companion by his side, gazed at the woman's secluded position behind the rock, then cast a contemplative glance in Jaegar's direction. His interest remained unabated, prompting another question.

"How did you find this place?" Ivar's inquiry bore an undertone of shared intrigue, a common thread woven through their experiences.

Jaegar, mindful of their shared reticence, offered a nonchalant response, "Just like you did."

The unspoken acknowledgement of their mutual knowledge hung in the air, a silent testament to their intertwined paths. Ivar, perceiving Jaegar's familiarity, probed further, his words veiled with a touch of scepticism. "It seems like you already know about this place."

"Yes."

"This place is known for anyone who comes to the black rich isles. The dragon's lagoon-"

Jaegar then cut him off, "Do you mind? Right now, silence is good." He had already heard from the old man and he talked a lot about this place and hearing it again, Jaegar had enough of it.

Acknowledging Jaegar's stance with a mere nod, Ivar chose to delve into his own meditative state, his eyes closing as he sought to center himself amid the stillness.

As they settled into the embrace of the tranquil lake, its waters seemed to possess an otherworldly essence that caressed their bodies. The magical properties of the dragon's lagoon infused their senses, creating a sensation that was both invigorating and surreal.

Each drop of water carried a hint of enchantment, weaving its influence into their beings as they sat immersed in its depths.

The trio, now gathered in a shared moment of respite, remained still, their bodies suspended in the soothing embrace of the water. The lake's essence flowed over them, its tendrils of magic seeking out their minor injuries and weariness. With every passing moment, they could feel the restorative effects coursing through their veins, knitting together the frayed edges of their strength.

Silence enveloped them like a comforting shroud, allowing them to fully absorb the transformative power of the lagoon.

The woman, her presence an enigma yet to be unraveled, seemed to find solace in the lake's embrace. The water enveloped her form, its essence cocooning her in a gentle cocoon of rejuvenation.

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