Elder Blood Witcher 476 Personal Island.

Their claws hands, horrific mangled fanged faces and sharp claws almost makes him nostalgic for the time he'd spent with Geralt, as weird as that may sound... Regardless he pats Nerissa on the back towards them, she keeps complaining about being bored so why not just let her "Play" with these things for a while. They don't have any unique abilities she should watch out for so it'd be good practise, he knew that the island held much stronger enemies than these creatures.

He does spot a creature behind the Drowners emerging from the water however, a Water Hag.

Reima "That female in the back is called a Water Hag, watch out for it's tongue and the mud it throws." he states with his arms crossed, not intending to help her as she is already way more powerful than he was when first facing these things.

Nerissa just slows walks towards them, waving Iaito at them as she pa.s.ses, ducking and moving to the side to dodge their attacks. The creatures fall to pieces as she pa.s.ses, however as she reaches the Water Hag something strange happens. She had just twirled out of the way of a ball of mud that'd been thrown when a Black Misty substance was emitted from her body... Reim had no idea what it was but elected to watch to see if it happens again.

Nerissa herself didn't seem to notice it as she continued moving towards the Water Hag as if nothing is wrong. She thrusts Iaito fowards with the black mist appearing again and enveloping her sword. The strike kills the Hag but the young vampire just stands there glaring at her sword, wondering what'd just happened.

Reima "What was that?" he asks as he approaches the corpses and dissects them for their useful components.

Nerissa watches him, half interested and half worried about this strange new phenomenon that'd just happened. "Don't know." she states.

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He thinks as to what could have caused it and remembers her most powerful ability in his opinion. "Could you have Absorbed another ability?" he asks.

Nerissa thinks for a moment before nodding, she had indeed drained a vampire with a similar ability a few days ago.

Reima "Well, since you're so bored why not try practising with it?" he asks snarkily.

She nods, not taking any notice at his tone.

Some time later :

It's been a couple months since they'd arrived to this island, Ciri's still asleep and has become Carimir's permanent "Cat Bed" while Reima trains Nerissa further in combat and helping her master her new ability.

From what they'd discovered while practising with it, the Black Mist is some kind of energy that can be manifest in a number of ways. For instance Nerissa can make it corporeal and use it to create weapons, though these are limited to small things like daggers, arrows, throwing knives ect. The reason for this being that it is hard for Nerissa to maintain larger corporeal shapes while also keeping their durability. The first long sword she'd created from it crumbled like a blade made of pasta. The other way the energy can be manipulated is through "Incorporeal" manifestation, though Reima wasn't sure if it was truly incorporeal as the ways she's able to use it seem to defy the definition.

Nerissa stated that while fighting the vampire that held this ability they'd created wings from it, she first gave it a try through corporeal manifestation but holding it for a moment took most of her energy and concentration, additional it was so weak that a light breeze would dissipate it. As such they turned to incorporeal manifestation and somehow managed to create wings, they didn't allow for true flight however and instead only let her glide around. Though the young vampire took the opportunity to explore the island by leaping from the top of the crumbling lighthouse in the centre of the land.

As it happens, it was during one of her "Glides" that she'd run into the ruler of this island...

Flashback :

Reima reluctantly walks to the top of the tower with Nerissa dragging him by his sleeve, "Do you really want me to watch you jump?" he asks an exasperated smile.

Nerissa nods "Mn."

Eventually they reach the top and look over the mist covered Island, the fog is so thick that he can barely see the ground floor. Of course he isn't all that worried for Nerissa as she's become quite strong compared to when they'd first met. She concentrates for a moment and sprouts larger misty black wings, they are currently folded against her back but Reima knows that they have a ma.s.sive wingspan.

Reima "I'll watch but makesure you don't fly off to another Island or the middle of the ocean... This fog is quite thick."

Nerissa nods and doesn't waste any time before jumping, her black wings unfolded and expanding to their full size. Her arms don't do anything and stay at her side as she concentrates on maintaining the wings and occasionally flapping them to keep her alt.i.tude.

Reima keeps his Observation Haki to the max to keep an eye on her as she disappears through the fog. Nerissa herself has a small smile plastered across her face as she flies around the dim light marking the lighthouse. She had always wondered what flying was like and she wasn't disappointed to finally experience it. However as she flies over apart of the Island Reima and herself hadn't visited before a roar makes her lose concentration and start rapidly descending.

The wings dissipate as she hits the floor and rolls off the momentum, the fog is still brutally thick but she can smell and hear something dangerous approaching. From the distance she can see a single glowing red eye glaring at her.