Fantastic Beasts of Records: Lecherous Prince Of The Sea

"I… I…" Segal crawled backwards with a frightful expression on his face. He turned his attention to the fire that burned above Nina's palm, and couldn't help but swallow back the last remaining saliva down his throat.

"Nin-na" He uttered in fear.

"And where are her kids?… Did you kill them too?" Nina asked. She approached him as he crawled back slowly.

"They are not dead!".

"So, where are they?"

"They ar-re… They a-r.."

"Pah!!"

"Ahhh!!" Nina used her other hand and grabbed the fire ad whipped it out against Segal's body.

Nina growled. "Where are Stella's children?".

Segal yelled "THEY WERE SENT TO VALE CITY -THE SLOYWOTH TERRITORY THIS MORNING!! HAA!! Haa!!" He breathed out loudly. The pain came in instant, and then mysteriously disappeared. But, with it, he lost control of his left arm. He couldn't feel it.

Segal snapped his head over to his left side. His eyes widened at the sight of his ripped deformed charred left arm that almost seemed like a piece of clothing barely hanging on a torn thread. Segal knew that he needed to get out of here, or else…..

Nina narrowed her eyes "Why?". It was a simple question. A simple question that seared deeper into his bones than the flames did.

His breathing hitched realising that there wasn't another saliva to slip down his oesophagus. "We couldn't take care of them with our resources…".

Segal paused, then he continued "So they were sent there to work and provide for themselves".

At this point, if Nina could breathe fire and roast the man in front of her, she would.

Nonetheless, the rage and wrath in her eyes amplified the flames in her hands as she looked at him and said "In all the weeks and months, that I have spent among you guys; In all the days that I had provided for you all with the little I get from my income; In all the details and information I have gotten from you guys and everything I have written down, I can't see any other word that could be used to described your wretched personality".

"Segal" Nina's voice was stern and cold.

"Y-e-es" Segal stuttered. His body still instinctively tried to look for a way out of the burning warehouse as the conversation went on.

"You .. are... a… pathetic.. man…" Said, Nina spitefully. She bent her outstretched arm to the side and sent the flames forward with a single movement.

Segal screamed. "NO…". He jumped to his feet and ran to the side of the flame. "NOO!!" But, it was too late. The simple technique that Nina had copied from Prince Wyatt could change its trajectory.

And so… "AHHHH!!!!" Segal's body was set ablaze.

His screams of pain and misery danced like the melodies of an orchestrated royal ball.

The sweet taste of revenge was beautiful!

…..........….

"You know, I heard that assassins have two lives" I walked forward, and stared at the assassin with two stony spikes positioned in his chest and stomach. "Now that I have confirmed it myself, I am still very intrigued about what other that you possibly survive". I added.

The spikes soon crumbled into pieces, leaving a gaping bloody hole through his body.

Yes, I had just attempted to kill a man by running two huge stony spikes into his body, and I wasn't shaken by it!

Ordering for the death of someone and doing the job yourself are two different things…. Well, I once thought that they were!

After mistakenly torching those people to death, my heartbeat raced due to the sudden adrenaline of my actions, but after a while, it decreased. I calmed down and the only thing I felt was satisfaction in witnessing the capabilities of my abilities.

Although I couldn't quite tell or was sure, but if I checked my body's magical energy pool or counted the number of restrictions I felt blocking my ascension, I should be around a Rank 3, First Circle Ascendant, or a Rank 2, Ninth Circle Ascendant.

No matter which, I could feel my growth, and I could tell that I hadn't reached my limit yet.

Though, I would have to give Bones something good when he wakes up as I could feel some amount of magical energy that flowed through our connection when I attempted to ascend.

Added to the rest of the bottled-up magical energy in my body, I felt the urge to masterfully control my powers, before I tried to ascend, again.

And hopefully, this time, I don't end up at that place again!

I swung my right leg to the back with unnatural dexterity and knelled it into the white cosplaying ninja that had appeared behind me.

"Even though you disappeared through your shadow and hid in mine, I couldn't sense you until you came out of it" I mused, as my legs impaled his elbow, and came out from the other side, completely ripping out his left arm.

"How does it work?... I mean can you hear my voice and see around your surroundings while you are in there? Or it's just some pitch-black hall of darkness". I added and watched as he sunk back into his shadow back first on the ground.

He disappeared once, again. "Hey, I am really starting to get annoyed that you aren't responding! At least, don't you want to brag a bit and give a speech about how much your plans are too grand for me my feeble mind to understand" But, on a serious note, I wanted to know what being an assassin feels like. Because I only had three choices in picking my lesser paths.

The first one was a Trickster- but I already have Nina who is bounded to me and is obliged to dance to every tune I played. So, I ruled this path out.

The second becoming an Assassin -Their ability to move through shadows and gain a second life after their death was a really interesting offer. Imagine just hiding in the shadows of my beast when they attack and then jumping and coming out of my enemy's shadow to give them a surprise attack.

Or how about I become a Ranger? Sure, I wasn't interested in picking up every weapon I see, but the ability to see the future was interesting.

And as for the ability to communicate or command the forest, as a Beast tamer, I can already terraform the environment and change the weather when I reach a certain point of strength, which was already stronger and more versatile than it, and worked well with my beasts since it gives me the chance to set a suitable terrain for them.

So the Hunter path wasn't eye-catching to me.

"Swiiisssh!" The air around me surged and almost instantly, I sent a punch towards the assassin that had jumped out of one of the shadows of the burning warehouse, and…..

I missed. 'Huh!!".

I suddenly felt an influx of magical energy behind me and instinctively crossed my hands to block the attack.

"Bang!!" A leg smashed against my crossed hands and sent me tumbling backwards in surprise.

"Swiiss--"

"Booom!!" I immediately set my body ablaze as I realised an attack coming right towards my face.

And, he backed away. His body somersaulted in the air backwards until he was a few meters away from me.

"Cough!!" I freed my lungs and stood up.

"You teleported…. How did you do it?… The next minute you're in front of me, and the very next second, you appeared behind me above my own shadow with a kick to the back of my head" I said, not expecting him to break his silence and suddenly respond.

'It's an ability one will have to learn after years of moving through the shadows" He explained. His body slowly sank into the ground and he continued "Don't worry, instead of telling you what an assassin feels like, I will show you what it feels like to die by the han --". His eyes widened as he witnessed a concrete stake impale his throat and dragged him out of his shadow.

I then tapped my feet on the ground again and watched as the earth around him formed a quicksand and hardened. With my body still engulfed in flames, I took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of him.

"Hrk! Hrk!!" His mouth dripped with blood as he desperately forced his magical energy outwards to break free of the concrete ground. His efforts would have worked if I hadn't reinforced them this time with my magical energy.

I knelt and placed both of my hands over his face.

The results were obvious!

He screamed and wrung his head from side to side as his head was consumed by my flames. First, his mask disappeared, and then his skin and hair were charred away until his internal organs became apparent, and even that soon burned and eroded, turning into cinders until only his flaming-headed skull remained.

"If you can't answer my question, then don't bother talking".