Fox Tale Of A Dungeon Boss 55 Chapter 55: Icefire

'I don't even know what just happened.'

"Alright let's get to it chap!"

Now... I've talked about spell intent, elements, and structure before.

But what he did blew all my minds out of the water, figuratively speaking.

He created a spell structure, and pulled in fire elements to fill in the frame, and then ice elements to fill it.

Okay, fine, go ahead. Works for me.

Except I finally got to learn something about the physics of this world which directly was different from the other world I'd lived in.

On earth, heat is the measurement of how fast a particle moves, or a measure of its internal energy? Something along those lines.

Essentially kinetic energy is heat? Yeah? Sorta? Not exactly, but there's an idea of truth somewhere in there, I just can't remember it.

In this world... heat is it's whole other thing.

An actual form of energy exists that is just "heat".

Funnily enough, heat and the internal energy or whatever it actually is a measurement of on earth are directly related still. It's in the sense that within a certain range of a particles energy, from max energy the substance can hold without exploding, to a certain resting state, (room temperatures energy amount on earth, funnily enough), the heat energy will match it.

However, the energy of 'heat' has no limit, and after the internal energy amount where it'll explode, it's theoretically possible(using magic of course) to raise the temperature even beyond that, infinitely, so outside that maximum, they are no longer related.

Now here's the 'WHAT THE f.u.c.k' part.

At room temperature, the energy of heat is cancelled out by an opposing energy, of cold.

Yep. Cold is also an energy, also related to internal energy, from minimum(where all motion is stopped) to room temp. And just like heat, magic can make it grow colder infinitely.

So we do NOT have an absolute zero in this world! Huh.

And everything holds heat, cold, or both. And they cancel one another out.

So room temperature is considered the 0 of this world, as neither temperature-based energy can have any effect.

Now you may have figured out what he did, or the exploration of this world's laws and principles has bored you.

I don't really care, cause what happened was AWESOME, and I'm now gonna know how to do it.

The ice particles filled in the frame of fire, and Fire was created that wasn't made of the energy of heat, but of cold.

In other words... an icy blue flame of frost appeared. And I instinctively knew this was how that Snow Phoenix Feather had fire and ice both surrounding it.

'A phoenix of IceFire... that sounds awesome...'

"Ahahaha! You got any decent fire spells to put this into use with chap?"

One of the few me's(I'll go with that I guess) not already occupied with doing something figuratively leapt up at this opportunity.

Using the ready-made IceFire, I drew it into the spell work of my most patented and used spell of all: FoxFire!

"FoxFire:IceFire!" I yelled out the name, excitement at doing something truly beyond the understanding of earth filling me, as white-blue icy spheres formed, 5 of them, and my excitement became sweet, sweet satisfaction.

'Oh please be good, please be good!' A remaining me prayed while watching the rest of us fight.

The icy fireb.a.l.l.s shot out, and as they hit, they not only hit with enough force to blow up a head, but right after everything they hit was frozen solid!

'It's like following up a contained grenade with a Freezing Spell... oh I'm loving this man... I'm not even mad you just entered my body now.'

The aura may block the explosion, but it has to break the frost after, and even puppets can't make their aura regenerate fast enough to make the ice have no effect!

Heat and force from an explosion can both be blocked by a s.h.i.+eld, but the frost will just grow over the s.h.i.+eld, meaning you still got ice on you!

In other words, ice energy will hit a tad slower than Fire energy, meaning that the delay messes with aura more.

Keep in mind, their mana was getting weaker as Draining Darkness continued. Plus Metal Decay weakened their joints bit-by-bit, and I was not even slowing down in movement.

Honestly, this multiple mind in one body thing is so bulls.h.i.+t even I want to call a GM on myself!

"Hey kid, are you by any chance a spirit Mage?"

'Huh? No, but I want to be... how can you tell?'

"The spirit in your sword."

'Do you know how to get it out?'

"Eh, I could tell you... but I think I'll do you a better one instead."

'...huh?'

A few of the joints in the puppets began to break at that moment under the rust and cold, and their movements kept slowing as the mana driving them was slowly drained.

I lost control of my body as multiple me's began to merge back together, each merging giving me full memory of all I'd done from both sides during that time.

Now there was 4 of me watching, as he took over my body, and sheathed my sword.

'Are you trying to kill me!?'

'Dammit man, are you so undependable!'

'Maybe he's got a plan me's?'

'Don't kid yourself me.'

My body twisted past a puppets awkward, broken lunge, and my fingers dragged across its chest as energy spread from my hand.

5 strings of many, one attached to each fingertip, extending to the Puppet, as the stranger rolled my body below an attack, bringing the other hand to attach 5 strings to the one who had just attacked, and stepped back from them both, retreating.

One of the me's noted in the corner of our eye that Luna and Fenrir were still frozen it seemed, but the other 3 of us just watched.

He drew my hands closed, in an 'X' across my chest, and ideas of magic and intent I doubt I'll ever understand flowed through.

The puppets had all the energy in them... torn out.

In terms of reality, it appeared a yellow-red Light was yanked out of each by 5 strings, but in the vision of mana all of me could see the entirety of the puppets energy, enchantments, and mana circuits being torn out of it.

Along with the mana and energy, came bronze. All the bronze liquified, melting into a sphere of bronze liquid floating before my body.

He controlled my arms to swirl, and all the energies were forcibly put into the bronze sphere, and then he drew my shortsword.

'What the heck is happening?'

"I'm helping you out, now shut up. Noisy fellow, ain't ya?"

And he freaking tossed my sword into the metal ball!

His energies continued to swirl about the sphere, as it extended out, black-steel and golden-bronze swirling about one another as my blade melted into it.

And then... he asked me, "What is balance to you?"

'Huh?' The question was answered by 4 clueless minds.

"What do you consider the balance of light and dark?"

'...a cycle?'

"Hmm?"

Somewhat encouraged by his tone, that bit of me continued. 'A cycle of light and dark, as both are equal and opposite forces, as there always must be in nature. Heat and cold, light and dark, life and death. It's a balance made by a cycle, where each leads to the other.'

Another me popped in. 'Like Yin and Yang?

'Exactly!' Was the first me's response.

A third me: 'In terms of philosophy, you can always count on eastern culture I guess... that's where Buddha's from after all, and his is the most widespread philosophy of Earth, to the point it's known as a religion.'

"So in your balance, what do other things belong to? When you have light, dark, life, and death, what goes together and what opposes the others?" The man asked, getting to a point somewhere I hope.

'Light and Life are placed together as their concepts have always matched, and Darkness will go with Death, because that's what people believe, and that's the cycle.'

"What about heat and cold?"

'Heat goes with light, cold with dark!'

"Doesn't your own body pair heat with dark and cold with light though?"

'Doesn't mean that's what we believe!'

"Hmm... but if they're opposites, how can IceFire exist?"

'They are opposing, yes, but the cycle is that one feeds another. Fire and Ice will cycle, balancing as they do, and the energy of one is not non-inclusive to the other. I guarantee a way exists to combine Light and Dark, as well as Life and Death, exists. It's just far beyond me.'

"How can you guarantee that?"

The ever-silent 4th me answered finally: 'They are a whole. The symbol of Yin and Yang is both positive and negative as a whole, cycling and balanced. If they are a whole, and considered as one, how can they be unable to mix at all?'

I think I might have a bit of a philosopher in me. I've used a lot of philosophy so far...

Finally he nodded my head, satisfied, and clapped his hands.

Energy pulsed through the sphere, and he reached into it, pulling out the product he created from my answers, the excess bronze falling to the floor as liquid to solidify, and he grabbed some leather from the wrappings around each puppets 'feet' for the grip.

It was... a sword, but a very different style than before.

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Before it was a black, curved, made-for-slas.h.i.+ng-shortsword. Now...

It was a perfectly straight double-edged blade. The leather-wrapped grip comfortably sat in my hand, with a bit extending out so that I COULD put a second hand on if I liked, with a round, clear gemstone as the pommel, or bottom of the grip.

However, there was no guard. It was a handle that extended straight into the base of the blade. It was as if someone cut the blade off a sword and directly glued a handle onto the cut base of the blade.

As for the blade itself... the design seemed to be most appropriate.