All of the featured characters possessed a combination of race, classes, and items that made them fearsome enemies, and some of them even possessed abilities that could be considered cheating (one of them was Zark and Frey himself, although there were others).
In theory, each prominent character in the castle was as dangerous or even more dangerous than a player character.
So only a few could rival in power.
Considering the above, something occurred to him.
"What if it allowed you to fight each other? Something like a friendly showdown. "
They both looked at each other (Nyos and Frey), the proposal was unexpected.
"Can we ...? - Nyos started."
And I conclude the sentence Frey "... do it?"
Zark nodded before replying "they can do it, as long as they avoid lethal attacks."
"Oohh."
"Oohh."
They both seemed positively surprised by Zark's proposal, that was good, but he had to do a few things first.
"Before I do, I need to bother you with something. I have several experiments planned…. And I would like to ask for your help. "
"Lord Zark, did you come to my guarded area to do experiments?" the question came from Frey; the amphitheater was in the central area of the castle, so it was part of his responsibilities to protect it.
"Yes. Although they are not directly experiential. To be more precise, I came to train. "
"Training?"
"You mean you? Lord Zark. "
Frey and Nyos widened their eyes to the point that it seemed they would pop out of their sockets, although due to Frey's helmet it was impossible to see their eyes.
It had definitely come as a surprise to them that he, with the highest level in the castle, not knowing everything about his abilities as a Spellcaster would be weird.
This reaction had been anticipated by Zark and he quickly responded with a simple "Yes."
Hearing the short reply, Nyos expression returned to normal. Zark expected that reaction and was quite satisfied.
"Excuse me if I offend you but, could you ask a question."
"Go ahead Nyos, ask freely."
Nodding, Nyos asked the question from him "what is the highest level spell that you Lord Zark is capable of using?"
Higher level spell?
Zark was a bit taken aback, but after talking to Nyos and Frey, he realized it was an honest question, with no malice in mind.
He asked for the highest level spell in Zark's arsenal, that should be a level 9 spell; Being a top level Spellcaster, Zark could use all levels of magic (from level 0 to level 9) so he should refer to that.
Nyos also asked about his highest level spell, that means he wanted the most powerful one available, but Zark had too extensive an arsenal, having at his disposal the list of Wizard, Sorcerer and Cleric; and being able to use both Arcane magic and Divine magic.
Thanks to his long hours of reading the different books available for his favorite role-playing game, he knew what to answer.
"Those would be 'Wish' and 'Miracle' but I also have others that can be extremely useful."
Nyos swallowed audibly as his expression was shocked.
On the other hand, Frey shifted uncomfortably, surely she was sweating under his armor.
"Wish" and "Miracle" possibly the most powerful spells of Arcane magic and Divine magic respectively.
Given Zark's character build, he was capable of using Arcane magic and Divine magic, although he sadly does not possess in his arsenal the third type of magic power, Psionic magic (also known as Psionic powers).
As a whole, the three types of magical abilities (Arcana, Divine and Psionic), used the system of magical levels, a measurement method that began at 0 and ended at 9; the level of the spell reflected how powerful it was, in addition to how much mana it required to be used, Spellcaster-type classes improve their level of magic as they gain levels in that class (or in any other Spellcaster-type class); although depending on the class, the maximum magic level and the frequency in which the magic levels are scaled may vary.
It is not the same as a Cleric who is a Full Caster (maximum magic level 9), a Paladin (maximum magic level 4) or an inquisitor (maximum magic level 6) which are Semi-Casters.
The first to emerge from the limbo that had formed was Frey.
"Wow, that's awesome."
Before the words of the armored giant, Nyos reacted "Yes, you are the most powerful, Lord Zark."
"Do you think so?"
At Zark's question, they simply nodded along with a slight "Yes."
The current situation almost made Zark laugh. The simple fact of talking about abilities and powers of a role-playing character, caused him to remember the old days with his friends.
How Alan asked by private message the effects of different abilities, how Mecso asked for help to use an ability correctly, how Felix complained about the powerfulness of his teammates' characters, how Domino showed the different gifts he had discovered and that he would also use in the future and how Marcus explained the convoluted strategy for his character construction.
These were really good times.
Holding the cane firmly, the effort to resist a tear almost gives him away.
"I would like to do some tests with certain skills, I hope you can help me with the preparations."
"Yes! We will help you immediately. So… can we see level 9 magic? "
"Of course. I will let you experience the magical power that I can use. "
"Brilliant!"
"Yessss!"
Nyos and Frey screamed in excitement.
This was perfect, but I needed a serious expression, and therefore I can't relax.
Zark reminded himself that he must maintain his dignity.
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Zark was surprised at the combat that happened before his eyes.Although the combat was relatively short, it was full of action.Watching as Frey extended one of his hands to Nyos, they both approached walking; From Zark's point of view, it was surprising that Nyos was able to stand up, though without much thought, he attributed all of this to his new reality."In a world of magic and fantasy everything is possible" was his thought.As he watched as Nyos stumbled closer, another thought arose in his mind."What should I do now?"He should gather clues, although it was not clear to him how this world worked, for the moment Zark was simply an ignorant traveler. He had to exercise caution and gather information very carefully."But how should I do it… ..?"Zark's lonely words echoed through the air.When Frey and Nyos were far enough apart, Zark uttered "truly exciting… the two of them… did really well.
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