I would like to request a C to B-rank Examination for Duchess Rae Havoc.
I have been kindly given 1200 EXP by the white dragon slayer which should be enough for a B-rank. You can confirm this amount with Hikachu.
Here he was again, inspecting the same person he was lead to perform a trial for the last time. However, he decided to try his hand at incorporating a little more effort into making an impression. Niyol was situated much higher than anyone could see, appearing as only a dot in the sky should someone look up. His distance from the ground would make his magical presence impossible to pick up on. He circled, mimicking the patter of a vulture as the young woman below walked down the path, surrounded on both sides by a lush plain. The air was comfortable on the ground, not frigid, but not humid and hot either. The winds passing made the honey colored plains ripple, shimmering like the ocean. Suddenly, a white powder appeared from all sides as a man, completely coated in white appeared before the Duchess holding his scythe. The distance was only a good ten or twelve meters, far enough away for her to see him entirely, but be at a disadvantage should she charge him.
"Greetings, Duchess Rae Havoc." the deep voice said, resonating from all corners of the world surrounding her. If Rae watched the man, she'd notice his mouth didn't move at all. Suddenly, the spirit of a large grizzly bear, colored dark blue but also translucent with a type of smoke coming off it stepped out from the brush. "I am the spirit of protection. You have neglected me before, but I have returned to teach you love if that is what you seek." the bear said, its voice was calm and level. A large wolf, easily twice her size appeared behind the Duchess looking the same translucent, blue and smokey way the bear did. "I am wrath you pest! I'll teach you power if that's what you want!" the shouted, its voice was raspy and still quite angry. An owl was seated on a sign post on the left of the path, it looked like the other two. "I am knowledge, you chose my path last we met... will you continue to seek me out child?" it said, the wise voice hadn't lost its luster. In the front of the path, between Rae and the white man a little girl stood... an exact image of Rae when she was forced to leave her home, sounding exactly the same as she said "I'm you... do you want forgiveness now?" being quite blunt.
The white man would not move, but, there was one option that the four spirits did not present... one that the white man would not tell her.
The wolf erupted into nothing more than white powder before vanishing. Then the owl, then the bear, and finally the bear did the same. The man far ahead of her slammed the bottom of his staff against the ground, a voice booming from all directions. "It is strength you desire, it is strength you shall gain." the voice said. Again, the white man's lips made not a single motion as it was heard. The world around Rae disappeared, erupting in a blast of white flurry and being replaced by a new one. It was dark, with stars sparkling all about. Below their feet was a massive, ornate, circular white platform. Where her crown and sword were supposed to be, they had vanished. Looking across would reveal that the white man was wearing her crown, and swirling her blade between two fingers as though it were some office pen. No matter what she tried, no matter how many attacks she may perform; for some reason the white man was always thirty steps ahead of her, making retrieving the weapons impossible. A pair of swords would then appear before her, they were weak, old, and fragile... containing no magic at all. The white man finally spoke, his voice not nearly as deep as the one that greeted her when this all started. "It seems that you've lost your property." he would say with a smirk on his face. "Entertain me and I will return them to you." he would say before floating away, far beyond the grasp of Rae.
12 pillars would rise from the ground lining up as the numbers on a clock, some representing a different element. Touching each pillar will cause an elemental to appear, each elemental uses magic specific to its element and cannot be consumed by slayers.
((These are the elements present, and will be the ones you face for the first half of your exam. Take 1,250 words minimum to defeat all 8 of the elemental golems. Their quality should be about average, not stronger than Rae but not embarrassingly weaker either. After this, there will be a second part to your exam.))
The show was indeed grand, and showed the white man a minor fault in his golem's design, but he looked at the woman with a straight face. A white stool appeared and the man sat on it, resting his arms on his legs and leaning over to lock eyes with the woman. "Indeed, it was quite interesting..." he said with an emotionless tone before yawning. "...but I am not thoroughly entertained devil. Play with my toys more, perhaps I shall be entertained with their deaths." he said, snapping his fingers as the command.
The remaining pillars all turned into massive, steel golems. These were different from the others, they had a variety of non-magical guns as well as used actual magic. The golems were also highly intelligent, being able to dodge attacks, and learn tactics. These ones would never fall to the same tactic twice, and Rae's trick of making them hit each other wouldn't work at all since they already saw it before. These golems would fight only slightly above Rae's ability, but not so much so that it was a hopeless battle. What would make this task truly painful is that a small cracking sound was heard from the two swords, revealing that they were about to break.
((800 words minimum for this part, as stated the golems use guns, and steel magic. Their fighting ability is slightly above your own, but not detrimentally so. They learn tactics, and the same trick won't work on more than 1.))
The man gave a smirk, resting his head on one hand while tapping his cheek with a finger. Another yawn escaped his mouth "It was sub par... but I guess you've been hurt enough t-" his voice sounded bored and unimpressed right till he paused. "Actually..." he said with a large grin creeping its way across his face. The man stood up, needing no wings to keep himself afloat. "Before, I introduced myself as the Guardian... you see, that's not entirely true." he said as he began lowering himself to the floor, but still out of the devil's reach. "This man, the one you're looking at, is the Guardian of Souls. But I am not him... I am the trial warden for the spirits... the one who single handedly chooses which mortals I act through." he stated informatively. "Unfortunately he's able to resist my influence, and only lets me play with him when it's to test the power of mortals..." he said with a sad voice. He was walking in circles above the platform, twirling Rae's sword like a baton between his fingers. "Since I was permitted to use him... and you want power... and I'm still bored..." he said as an idea began forming. A large grin appeared again before the man turned and dropped to the ground. The impact was immense, the entire platform shook violently for a second as he did so. He slammed the scythe onto the ground with the crown mounted on the blade, and he sword leaning against it. Any attempt at getting the two back would cause a box of invisible energy to reject Rae.
"Play with me."
The white man would then attack Rae. His power is easily much, much, much, MUCH higher than Rae and will simply take to nonchalantly dodging her attacks with a cocky smile. At one point in the fight, the white man would perform a flip over her and kiss her forehead just for kicks before landing behind Rae. Once that happens, the fight will be over and Rae would find herself standing in the field with her sword and crown where they belong.
((This part is simply just the spirit trolling you pretty hard. 400 words minimum.))
The kiss on her forehead was more than the white man merely toying with the duchess, it was also him infusing a small fraction of the power the spirit held into her. The action would enable her to use greater levels of magic, as well as it had increased her physical strength. The white man gone, and the trial done with Niyol, who was still possessed had turned around and flown off. Though from the ground, it simply looked like a bird flying away. Upon Niyol reaching a nearby village, the spirit would abandon his body, leaving the mage with no memories of the encounter. Whether or not a lasting impression of the shirtless mage was left on Duchess Rae Havoc, only time, and the chains of fate will tell...
((B Rank is now approved.))