FAIRY TAIL: GAMER PATH

Chapter 76: Dance with the She-Devil (2)

~Third POV~

*Shiii*

Quickly changing using her variation of Take Over Magic she began to change form as Silva's senses proclaimed danger as he finally got to see the stats of Mirajane clear to him using to finally view her status.

He could only click his tongue witnessing her stats.

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Name: Mirajane Strauss

Class: Caster Wizard

Race: Human/Demon

Title: Fairy Tail Wizard

Level: 200 (300)

HP: 8,000/8,000 (+???)

MP: 100,000/100,000

STR: 100 (+???)

AGI: 100 (+???)

VIT: 125 (+???)

INT: 250 (+???)

SEN: 100 (+???)

LUCK: 100

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When he finished viewing her status Silva got a front-view seat witnessing Mirajane using her Take Over Magic variation the spell as her appearance began to change drastically to that of a demoness.

Whilst using Satan Soul, the user's eyes become darker and their eyelashes grow larger, with a dark, thin marking in a light zigzag-style crossing their right eye vertically; similar markings are present above their right breast and on both of their bare thighs. Their hair becomes wilder, jutting upwards and getting curlier, with the front ponytail growing longer, and their ears enlarging, extending backward, and gaining pointed edges, bearing resemblance to those of elves.

The user also gains sharp canine teeth, and their lips become covered in dark lipstick. Their forearms and hands receive noticeable changes, becoming covered in scales and each sprouting a fin-like protrusion on its outer side. The user also grows a large, stocky tail seemingly made of metal plates or scales, getting smaller and smaller near its end.

The user's clothing also changes, with any attire the user might be wearing being replaced by a dark, skimpy one-piece suit, which reveals their arms and legs and is open on the front and the back, exposing most of their belly and wide cleavage. Such clothing has golden-colored edges taking on spiky shapes, and their similarly spiky collar is tied around the neck by a cravat tie.

Their shoulders are tied in thin belts protruding from their one-piece suit, and their feet are covered by matching, high-heeled thigh-high boots, which are decorated by lighter motifs on their upper parts, taking on the shapes of jagged blades pointing downwards on the front of their legs, and on the lower parts, in correspondence to their ankles and feet. The user also dons a pair of gauntlets covering the back parts of their transformed arms.

Completing the transformation taking out a deep breath with the rush of her power returning to her overflowing from her Satan's Soul responding, "Phew… it has been a real long time since I've been in this form. Now then little boy come play with Mommy ~"

Silva merely took in a deep breath as Mirajane took his fighting pose letting him take the first shot with Silva using to start things up skill to freeze the area around them as he rushed in trying for a simple shield bash.

*Woosh*

Missing the shield bash Mirajane sidestepped unbothered by the cold as her fist began to coil up Darkness Magic with Mira's expression remaining neutral, "You have to try a bit harder than that pretty boy. Because that puny weak sauce isn't going to do jack shit. Here let mommy show you how it's done. ."

*Shiii*

A bright orange light coiled up as she gathered energy in her hand, unleashing an explosion when in close contact or in the proximity of Silva as it gave off danger signals in his head.

*BOOM*

Closing her eyes already expecting the results she shook her head lightly scolding Silva for his own weakness monologuing closing her eyes, "Tch. Listen here pretty boy you need to add Magic into your punch –"

However, before she could finish a few words escaped Elfman's voice causing her concern, "Bis sis lookout!!"

Her eyes shot wide open as her vision was blocked by an explosion of dust of her own attack…

*BAM*

*BOOOM*

She was suddenly hit with the destructive force of her own attack as Silva parried it with his Magic shield Ricochet a shield that can reflect magical and physical attacks in one quick motion of movement.

The force of her own attack caused her to skid back as a dirt trail followed as Silva prepared holding his weapon charging with beginning to release his next attack.

*BOOM*

Combining his and skills he thrusted towards Mira her eyes glaring as he tried to impale her with Lostvyane quickly adapted to the shift of the fight as she raised her fist gathering darkness magic prepared to use to increase her striking power close range.

She makes a light comment about Silva's charge preparing to sidestep this time voicing her arrogance to him, "Not bad… just as expected of my attack. Let's see if you can handle close range pretty boy. ."

Seeing as the two are about to collide they both attacked each other at the same time with and colliding with Elfman guarding expecting a shockwave but…

Soon Silva's mouth opened followed by a voice as his magic sword ability, "Sacred treasure activate!"

*Poof*

*Poof*

*Poof*

*Poof*

Silva separated into four clones as they all evaded the first coming from Mira's first blow all 4 activated Mastema to fly away from Mirajane's assault right away as their wings flapped.

Surprised flashed over Mira's eyes but glared as she recognized this kind of style of fighting thinking to herself in a serious tone, 'Shit. Looks like the pretty boy managed to learn a thing or two from the pint-sized tin can. A sword that creates physical clones but weak yet that's not his real strength lies but… his magic tools.'

Realizing how Silva fights as a Holder Type Caster using weapons recalling a few months back of his Magic Shield flying towards one of the clones, 'Can't use or physical attacks with his shield. In that case…'

*WOoosh*

Flying much faster than the clones Mirajane flew up above catching the clone's attention began charging up Darkness Magic in the palm of her hand announcing her spell, "."

*Pew*

*Wssssh*

Mira extends her hand forward, creating a multitude of hands, composed of dark energy, that tries to grab the Silva's following after them but as they are being chased they hold their cape as all of them announce his artifacts power enveloping them to avoid her sights, "Shroud of Shadows!!"

*Shhhh*

Mira's eyes glared down as the cape soon enveloped them becoming invisible immediately causing her to be annoyed voicing out her displeasure, "You sure do like running pretty boy. You may be invisible but…"

*Shiii*

Mira began to initiate her spell as she focused her magic power into the space between her hands, the energy taking the form of a spherical vortex with a sinister grin on her face, "Can you try and survive this? !!"

*PEW*

Releasing her hold on her taking the form of a large blast of dark energy that is capable of blocking out the sky as the beam was launched –

*Shiiii*

Shortly enough one of the clones began to announce Mastema's Trump Card as wings of light appeared forming a shield in front of Mira's , "!"

*Ding*

Mira saw her attack was about to be reflected back as she took the chance to avoid her own attack reflected at her avoiding the attack completely from the sky.

*Fwp*

*PEW*

*Fwp*

Avoiding the beam of darkness magic her eyes soon landed on the one who reflected the attack as she began to rush in with her using to crush one of the clones concentrating on one clone.

*Chiii*

The sounds of ice forming around as the two other clones soon appeared beside Mirajane with ice chains forming trying to trap her.

However, she smiled as she began to grab both of the clone's heads breaking free from the ice chains with a sadistic grin, "Now ain't that cute trying –"

However, her eyes betrayed her thoughts as her shadow got bigger as she turned around to see her returned the original Silva responded, "Hey Mira think this belongs to you!!"

*Chiiii*

She grits her teeth intending to reflect her attack again as darkness magic pours into her eyes intending to use . However the clones soon grab onto pulling it towards the attack stopping while using on her eyes stopping the in the process.

Noticing what the clones would be intended to do and using to use to force them to add weight Mira is annoyed by their self-sacrifice tactics, "Oh great!! Just what I need!! Dealing with suicidal tin cans!! How perfect…!!"

*BOOM*

Expanding her own Darkness Magic to cause a miniature explosion to force the clones to back off, however…

*BOOOM*

The two clones both held their Ricochet parrying Mira's self-destructive attack sending the both away from the incoming collision as the finally made contact with Mira's reflected attack producing another explosion from the two magic attacks erupting in an explosion enveloping Mira in her Satan Soul state.

*Fwp*

*Fwp*

The explosion subsided as a smokescreen enveloped the area only to be wished away from the breezing wind revealing Mirajane state with actual wounds but remained standing brushing off the wounds.

Even going as far as wiping away from the dust debris in a calm mood causing Silva to make his spine crawl with how nonchalant she was to her own attacks, 'Bloody hell… I reflected all her own attacks against her and all they did was wound her. She takes it like a champ merely dusting off her own destructive Darkness Magic… Magic is ridiculous.'

*Fwp*

One feather of Mastema fell off hitting Mira's head taking it before crumpling it up with a tone filled with confidence, "Okay I would be first to admit but I think it's time to increase the intensity."

Her eyes merely looked in the original Silva direction remaining calm despite the worry of how Mirajane responded causing him to tremble in shock unaware of Mira's strength leaving her body feeling tired suddenly, "Have to say it has been a while that I have been hurt to this extent. I guess I should try a bit harder this time around – what… why I feel so…"

Silva felt his heart drop listening to Mirajane try harder to attack as she began to attack again at first before her eyes widened realizing she lost her transformation state and immediately knocked her out causing Silva to be confused and shocked.

[LEVEL UP!]

[The effects of the Lacrima of the Demon took effect!]

*Fwp*

*Fwp*

When Silva read the descriptions effects, he immediately came to and rushed in save Mira from falling thinking to himself in the realization of his win, 'Wait… so Mira lost to the Lacrima of the Demon 20% KO effect? Thank God I invested in LUCK!!'

*Woosh*

Managing to grab Mirajane as she was knocked out Elfman soon came over concern giving a look over to Mira as he rushes over to their location, "Big Sis!! Come on what the heck happened there!! You are okay Big Sis…"

Mira groans awakening from Elfman's voice as she gets her bearings asking for what happened to her in a tired tone, "Argh… what exactly happened… I thought I had more energy before I suddenly felt knocked out…"

Mirajane gets her standing as Silva lets her stand as he explains pointing at his Lacrima of the Demon in a surprised tone, "I have an explanation for that. This Lacrima has a 20% chance of instantly knocking out my foes and guess luck wasn't on your side on that one."

Mirajane looks at his Lacrima of the Demon before reluctantly admitting defeat recognizing her own weakness, "Sigh… to think that small Lacrima was a deciding factor. In any case, you won fair, and square. Do you still need pointers, Silva?"

Silva nodded his head in agreement as he received his rewards of the Carnage Incarnate – Grand Chariot in his Requip for another time.