Inertia: Beneath The Starlit Veil Chapter 116: Chapter 116: Totem Games Pt.4

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Chapter 116: Totem Games Pt.4 A note from KenKaizen If you're interested in military isekai, check this out! Expect: [Modern vs Fantasy, Guns vs Monsters, US SOF in another world, applying science to magic] Recommended for fans of Stargate and GATE: Thus the JSDF Fought There! Manifest Fantasy by DrDoritosMD Captain Henry Donnager's quiet post at Area 51 turns extraordinary when a portal opens to a realm of magic. Leading Alpha Team, he explores this world through the Adventurers Guild, navigating its politics and seeking the gateway's origins. With American technology and ancient secrets in the balance, Henry's team navigates alliances and hostilities, enlisting local legends and air support in their quest. In a land where dragons loom, they discover that modern warfare's might—Hellfire missiles included—holds its own brand of magic. - Military accuracy and authenticity guided by active and veteran US servicemembers - No harem, realistic geopolitics - Realistic magic based on scientific understanding Sora Brontarion Dark, moody clouds enveloped our floating training facility, and the familiar smell of petrichor filled the atmosphere. A storm was coming. I loathe them, but I couldn't deny the importance they held with our clan. We treated lightning like divine roshak paintings—a powerful tool for those connected to the Sango Mata Constellation. A lesson grandmother never let me forget. Keeping to my lessons, I knelt in the base we built and began a divination. Reading faint streaks of lightning that painted the sky while channeling cosmic energy to my astral tattoo, I activated my first node’s ability, lighting manipulation. Like always, the hairs on my hands begin to rise as my hands tingle with energy. Small and controlled currents of electricity skipped from one palm to the other. May the High Pantheon grant me thy blessing. When I glanced at the faint streaks of light dancing across the sky, they appeared different, as if I was gazing upon a sentient being that shared a deep connection with my spirit. I could feel the life of the lighting and the emotions it carried: loneliness, depression, and joy. Pushing my thoughts into the storm, I asked whether there were any allies my brother and I could trust during this test. The faint streaks of lightning stopped. The wait feels like an eternity. Then the lighting finally spoke back to me, an array of streaks dancing throughout the moody clouds. The small current of electricity jumping from my palms changed shape, and I received my answer. “What did it say, sis?” Jace asked from above in his perch of clouds. “It said we would find valuable allies.” “Do we really need them? We should be fine with just the two of us.” “Two of us? I'm the only one doing any work. And yes, we do need help. Making allies is crucial for our success. It doesn't help that the few members of our clan did not want to join us. Along with our cousins from the Kazehoshi clan.” “You're right, it doesn't help. But oh well, that's their loss. Anyone would be lucky to have you as an ally,” my brother said, sitting up in his cloud. “You’re just saying that because you know I'll pick up your slack.” “Maybe…” he said as his cloud grew brighter. “But what do you have planned while I watch the base?” Sighing, I responded. “I'm looking for food, and hopefully I can find someone who can help us.” “Cool, be safe out there, Sor,” Jace said, lying back down in his cloud. Walking out of our base, I responded, “Of course.” Our base was near a riverbank, providing us with fresh water and an excellent way to lure others. But on our first day, we had no luck with the latter. As I ventured out into the forest, I still wasn't used to the camera following me as close as it did, but I endured. I made the habit of marking the trees along the way for two reasons: it helped me find my way back to our base, and if I were out too long, Jace would know which path to take first. I gathered a few familiar fruits, then a rancid stench start