Remnants of the Overlords (RWBY x Overlord male reader)

Chapter 27

Walking through the forrests of Mistral it became clear that the drought caused by Y/n had already taken great effect. All around him the entire forrest was dried up. Trees were withering and the grass was drier than the desert surrounding Nazarick. The overlord will gleefully watch the inferno once he is done retrieving Shalltear.

Behind him Narberal walked, looking around for anything that could cause problems. It was the odd Grimm here and there but even without any words Narberal dealed with them.

They could have used Fly to reach their destination but sometimes you just want to enjoy something you know will not be like this soon.

They soon came across the Branwen Tribe. And just like he had seen through the Mirror of Farsight, the glacier was of magical origin. Now more than before Y/n could tell, the air around the camp was brimming with magic energy.

Near the one entrance to the camp two men stood guard. Both instantly raised their weapons as Y/n and Narberal approached.

Guard: "STOP! Who the fuck are you and what do you want?" Y/n had to physically hold Narberal back from killing the two.

Y/n: "Oh, I merely came to free my servant who have caught in that chunk of ice over there. Would you be so kind to bring me to your leader?"

Guard: "Are you that fucking stupid or is that just an act?"

Y/n: "Oh dear, Narberal if you would." Two blood stains now decorated the wooden palisades and Y/n walzed in like he owned the place. Which might become the case if he so wished so.

All around the camp people turned to look at the two as they walked towards where Raven was recovering. The air around Y/n kept everyone at bay, nobody even daring to pull out their weapons.

As Y/n reached Ravens tent the tanned girl he had seen watching over Raven came out. She froze in terror.

Y/n: "Good afternoon, may I see your leader?" With shaking hands the girl pulled out two circular blades and pointed them at Y/n. "I can heal her." The weapons lowered a bit.

Girl: "Who are you?"

Y/n: "Y/n Deamon, I have met Raven before and recently learned of her... situation." Y/n said while glancing towards the glacier. "Must say that I was not so certain that Maidens can pull something so big."

Girl: "Vernal." She said as a greeting. She turned and held open the flap that served as the door of the tent. "Please. The tribe needs her." Y/n almost froze for a moment at how weak Vernal sounded.

Stepping into the tent a thick smell of sweat entered Y/ns nose. It was clear that whatever Raven was currently going through it had been for a bit since she was last able to wash herself.

It was only once Y/n had met Yangs mother, but that one time revealed her to be prideful woman, one who thought herself stronger than the world. A fierce and vicious warrior.

Now however she was reduced to a weak woman laying comatose in a cot, covered in sweat.

Y/n: "How long has she had the Maiden Powers?" Vernal bit her lip and stayed silent. "I can't help if I do not know what I need to do."

Vernal: "Half a year." That meant Raven has rather little in terms of training, probably nearly none if she wished to keep it a secret. Y/n walked up to the woman and looked down upon her. Raising his hand he casts Major Healing on Raven. In mere seconds her pale skin gained back its natural color and the sweating stopped. Right after Ravens eyes shot open and she shot up.

Y/n: "Welcome back to the world of the woken. Now." The air got so thick Vernal dropped to her knees clutching her chest. "I will take my servant out of that chunk of ice and you better not stop me." Raven mustered a weak glare before lowering her head in surrender.