I regressed and became the Sword Ice King

"Oh…this is the equipment from the east right?" Nicho asked as he sat down on the mat, placing his odachi next to him.

The others remained silent, their gazes fixed on The destruction below them while the groans of an unconscious werewolf lay on the shoulder of Krit.

"She better be worth it. We won't be able to come here ever again".

"After this destruction? Let's hope they don't chase after us".

"Even if the chieftain is an eleventh star, there is a limit to his abilities". Lioren scoffed and looked away, his gaze lingering on Gonzalo. "Let us leave before the others arrive…this level of destruction should serve as a warning in case they come after us".

"....and if they still do?" Mila asked, curiosity laced in her voice as the mat hovered away through the skies.

Lioren glanced at her, a mad glint sparkling in his eyes. "Then we do it again".

Elsie remained in a state between unconsciousness and consciousness, her senses barely working.

She could feel the pressure of the darkness slowly seeping away from her body, and a calm taking place. As if it was never there, but the gripping feeling it had on her remained, serving as a dark reminder of her abilities.

Soon she opened her eyes, her gaze hazy as she stared at the floating mat and people around her.

'.....No…' She thought, unable to move, feel or think. The only thing that remained palpable were her limbs, and that was even barely.

Everything felt dull, weak, and incomplete to her, and a creeping sensation had brewed in her chest.

She attempted to move, to get off the strangers, to at least choose her own death if it meant escaping from their clutches, but one of them had been staring at her the whole time.

Nicho had silently watched her, his gaze softening on meeting hers.

"Lioren, I think we should leave the wolf as it is….it is incapable of using the Darkness attribute". He said with a muss, as he laid down on the mat.

The golden-haired man glanced at him with a baffled gaze.

"Is that what you think? I expected you, of all, to know the dangers of letting a loose demi-human into our control".

"She's to be sold right? Just use the collar. It should seal off her abilities for the time being until a suitable buyer approaches".

Lioren seemed contemplative as he stared at him, but Krit and Mila tapped him by his shoulder, nodding their heads in unison.

"There's no need to be worried; if Nicho thinks we shouldn't then let's leave it at that," Mila said.

"Yes…not to mention how she could get side effects from having her primal affinity sealed off".

It was something they had never done, but they assumed it would have dire effects on the wolf. Thus, making her unable to be sold if they were to seal off her darkness attribute.

Elsie remained fixed, unable to have a say in it. Even if she wanted to, it would have been impossible. She was taken as a slave, a captor. A plaything for the humans and the thought caused a boiling rage to seeth in her.

Lioren nodded and turned away. "Fine then…we won't seal it off".

Nicho glanced at the girl, recognizing her pent-up frustration as a sigh escaped his lips. 'Poor pup'.

The group of Six continued their way out of the forest, with Elsie as their last captured wolf.

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The next few weeks were a blur, painful memories that she didn't wish to recall. The constant escape attempts and failures, the constant self-inflicted injuries to prevent herself from being sold, and many more.

She did it all, everything possible to avoid being sold, to avoid being used as a slave, a term that was never meant for her.

Though, she tried, again and again, accumulating rage and pain in her, brewing the darkness that had hidden within her.

The fear of losing control was the very cause of her inability to use her affinity, but the Dark thoughts never stopped coming.

Accumulating, sizing up, becoming what it was until she met her light.

A powerful cold, strong enough to freeze her encroaching darkness.

It was for a moment, but she genuinely fell in love when they locked eyes. All those months ago when he saved her…

It was fate….

Their fate….

And she didn't wish for anything to come between them.

'Even if it meant giving in to the darkness'.

But was she truly willing to? To give up herself to the darkness that had been suppressed all this time just to get to her beloved.

The thought drove her mad; it made her uncertain, but that began to give her clarity.

She was seated at the corner of the cage, her thoughts reeling in and her resolve set ablaze as she looked up at the chains on her arms.

"This….is nothing to the darkness".

At that moment, the two brothers looked up at her in confusion.

"What are ya saying?" Vick asked as he slammed his fist on her cage. "You gone mad or something? Talking about some darkness shit".

'Mad?' Elsie thought. 'Maybe….since it seems like I'm willing to do it all for him…for a man I only met once and fell in love with'.

A flicker of darkness ignited in her chest, growing larger and firmer as it roamed through her body. 'I refuse to give in….but I will use you to get him back….to get back to him'.

'We are the fangs and claws that dwell in the darkness…..

The Moon calls our name but the darkness calls our might...

We are the dwellers of the unknown, the bearers of horror, and the personification of the dead…..

We are the darkness that dwells in our hearts…

Swallow it up…..

The light that pushes us….

The warmth that deceives us…..

Give way to the DARKNESS...'

That flicker of darkness ignited into an aura that consumed her body whole, forming a transparent dome that suffused around her.

Elsie groaned, her fangs and claws elongating from the power.

The two brothers stood up in surprise, their feet slamming against the cage in an attempt to stop whatever was about to occur

"What's going on back there?"

The man at the front asked as he slowly turned towards the inside to inspect himself.

A cascade of darkness crept on his expression as he shoved his body through the window to the interior.

"This is the Darkness attribute! Shit, we need to get out of here!" he cried out as he attempted to push the brothers away from Elsie.

"Get out of here?!" Vick asked with a click of his tongue as he pushed the man away.

He walked up to the cage and kicked it again, only this time, Elsie responded.

The aura of darkness was suddenly absorbed into her as her gaze locked on the people gathered, a tense silence hanging in the air.

They stared at each other, confusion slowly finding their way to their expressions.

"Ya see, she was bluffing". Vick said with a venomous tone as he kicked the cage again, but the man wasn't convinced.

His breathing suddenly picked up as he grabbed some bags and attempted to rush out of the cage, but his premonition had warned him too late.

A flicker of dark energy reverberated within Elsie, and in the next second, a large fog of darkness exploded around the carriage.

The sudden explosion sent a ripple of energy through the air as it took a large mushroom shape, expanding across the atmosphere and reaching upwards in the sky.

The people within the Carriage weren't even given the time to think as their screams and bodies were consumed by the darkness, swallowed up whole with nothing left in the world.

At the same time, a figure was wrapped in this darkness, floating through the Dark mass of fog until she reached the top.

Sometimes, people find semblance in the smallest of things, finding reasons to anchor themselves to reality. It doesn't matter what it is, be it people or things. What matters is how far we're willing to maintain it, stick with it, and never have to make part with it.

Elsie had found a reason to use her abilities; perhaps she didn't have one in the past, but she certainly had one now.

More situations would arise where her abilities would be challenged as long as she continued to stick by Raph. He was a magnet, attracting forces that either wanted him as theirs or none at all.

The constant clash would push her to the edge, and without using her full abilities she would be left behind.

Knowing this, without a doubt, and with the goal of only going forward, she manifested her attribute, the darkness serving as a testament to her will to drive forward.

Her onyx fur glistened in the sunlight, and her crimson eyes glowed with ethereal beauty. The darkness didn't seem to consume her but instead served as a second skin. Her other half, the very core of her being.

She had controlled it, using her resolve and love as fuel to stay in control and using the darkness instead of letting it consume her.

Her gaze scanned the horizon of the skies, and far ahead, she picked up the scent of her beloved, her husband. With fire in her eyes and darkness that dwelled within her, she ran across the expanse of the sky, to get back to her Husband.

(Please note the Change.

The Darkpelt tribe main attribute is darkness, any comparity with it being wind is wrong).