Trapped in Another World With No Magic

Chapter 91: Recuperation

A manmade clap of thunder rumbles in the large hangar bay of the Citadel, claiming a soul that had proven to be one of the most dangerous and powerful mages in the whole of the world of Zenkon.

After attempting to disrupt the leadership of the Fievegal by attacking two of the Dragon Empresses and their lesser dragon escort, an archoneldwyn mage of unprecedented magical talent challenged the world's seemingly most notorious sorcerer in modern times; the Harbinger of Calamity.

Knowing the truth about the Harbinger, also known simply as Daniel of Earth, Brosjak attempted to win this seemingly-easy duel in order to take over the Citadel. After all, Daniel is merely a human from another world who, until recently, had absolutely no magical capacity whatsoever.

This worked against Brosjak, and now, Daniel kneels atop the deceased mage's chest, the magical revolver that is a sword in its normal form. Blood pools around them, and the magical duel circle fades, leaving Daniel and Brosjak in place.

Daniel asks, "Xyreko, can you detect a spell for self-revival or anything like it? Brosjak was confident..."

"Yes, Daniel. It's disabled... I believe thanks to Nemaisol."

Daniel nods. He looks around, finding and approaching the group as the others stare at Daniel in disbelief. "Where is Ryuo? Is she alright?"

Ryukana nods. "She will be. You wished it, and so it shall be."

Daniel sighs, relaxing his shoulders. Tears begin to form in his eyes, and he says softly, "Thank goodness... Thank you, Ryukana. I... I can't thank..."

"It was our agreement, Daniel. A deal is a deal." She smiles, and Daniel wipes his face as relief washes over him. Fear kept him alive, but also kept his heart pounding in his chest as he did everything he could just to stay focused enough to fight.

Now, he feels like a simple machine mechanic in way over his head, and he can't help but flop back onto his backside to cry tears of joy and relief.

Hekate cries out, "Daniel!" She runs to him, pouncing onto him as the others crowd around as well, and Reignleif, Wenlianna, Gwenesphia, and Kera'tai pile on to hug him. They cry as well, relieved and happy that he's alright.

Daniel allows himself to be pinned to the floor in a pile of bodies, laughing and crying at the same time as Hekate exclaims, "I was so scared, Daniel! I... I didn't... I was afraid you'd..."

Daniel smiles softly. "I know... I bluffed that I could defeat him. I couldn't have without Nemaisol. Speaking of which..."

"[Don't mind me, Daniel. Enjoy this moment. We'll talk later, yeah?]"

Are you sure? thinks Daniel in reply.

"[Of course. If you get rid of me now, I'll just come back to kill you myself. Heeheehee!]"

Daniel chuckles. He relaxes as the others simply snuggle against him and hug him. He asks softly, "How's Geira?"

"Breathing," replies Reignleif. "And, she's dreaming. She'll be alright. Revival potations, as you know, take time to awaken from."

Daniel nods. It did take some of the dragons days or weeks to actually awaken, even after administering revival potations. "Rose, don't wait on us. Go be with Blue."

The pink dragon bows her head. "Thank you, your Grace." She starts to leave, and Daniel adds, "Rose..."

"Y-Yes, your Grace?" squeaks the young lesser dragon.

"Thank you... for what you did. I know it was a hard choice. And..." Daniel looks away. "I'm sorry... that I directed anger at you."

Rose bows, "You need not apologize, your Grace. You... You saved him..." Her eyes water, and she chokes out, "P-Please excuse me... I-I'll make it up to you..." She flees the room, and Daniel watches her go with a smile. He whispers after her, "Thank you, Rose."