Trapped in Another World With No Magic

Chapter 126: The Archfiend Yaulwembor Part 2

Yaulwembor, the legendary monster of Mattarglos said to be a dragon, has proven that it can go toe-to-toe much more than just a single dragon. Even though its race is likely not a dragon, since it doesn't seem to be sentient, it has readily demonstrated an ability to use advanced magic most professional mages would be envious of.

And, three of the mightiest mages known throughout the continent were only able to knock it out of the sky.

Sir Helbeit of Dryrun, one of the knights of the Stalvaltan Grand Duchy, is holding the key to victory.

A human sorcerer from another world created a tool for slaying dragons; a tool that can be granted to even the weakest of goblins and make them as powerful as most mages, and with the right version of the tool, among the strongest warriors in the world.

The staff in the knight's arms is the latter. It is heavy and menacing, seemingly made of solid iron with a couple of moving parts.

Helbeit has never used a demon staff before, and he's only seen them in action during battles, what few he has witnessed. He's not sure how it works, but it seems to have a stock and trigger as a crossbow would, though the configuration is very different.

The knight mimics Daniel when he used the demon staff not long ago. He kneels with one knee up, resting the heavy weapon on his knee and leaning back, giving him a higher angle to aim. He braces the stock against the ground, pointing the other end towards the draconic fiend.

He takes a breath, bracing himself for whatever terrible thing will come out of the mouth of the otherworldly weapon.

The simple knight of the Grand Duchy pulls the trigger.

Nothing.

He notices that the rectangular opening on the side has nothing in it, other than some mud and debris. But, the size of the hole and the length of the rectangle all seem suspect.

The knight looks at the 'gloom arrow' as he refers to it, knowing only enough from tidbits that he has gathered. This thing is the ammunition to the demon staff in the way an arrow is to a bow or a bolt to a crossbow.

Helbeit slides the gloom arrow in with the point down the hole. The projectile slides in fairly freely, but slides back out when he releases it.

Let's try it, thinks the knight to himself, having very little to lose.

He aims again and pulls the trigger.

Damn it! Should I find one of Daniel's companions? What if he hasn't taught them this staff? It seems different than the ones they're using.

He glances over his shoulder at Resken and Veiranoei, who are standing, but also waiting on Helbeit.

If she knew, she would have used it when Daniel tossed it to her.

The ground quakes again, flinching all three of them.

Grah! I have to figure this out, now! There's no time!

Neith, the grey dragon, falls from the sky in his true reptilian form, slamming down on Yaulwembor and pulling it to the ground. The impact throws up a new splash of mud mixed with dust, and the enemy beast snarls and roars in frustration.

That's when he spots her.

Neith, in his attack, managed to toss Hekate into a run on her feet, and she stumbles to a stop to rejoin the fray. The little fox beastkin is a powerful mage in her own right, possessing the greatest mana of anyone Helbeit has ever laid eyes on, but she lacks experience and training. She can use several advanced spells, like she dedicated all of her energy to learning those in a hurry, but lacks effectiveness and variety with the standard array of offensive and defensive spells.