Self-Summon [Demon Summoning/Evolution litRPG] Chapter 49: [1.49] The Bouncing Terror (Part 2)

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The rampaging puffball tore down from the sky, skewering the first pile of refuse with an icicle. She expected to stop there, maybe have Flutter activate, maybe take some reduced impact damage. What Gelic did not expect was for Multi-Bounce to continue. After the Stab and Plunge of Airstrike ended, back up she went. But her work wasn’t done, still three more of the buggers to go, so she quickly triggered the skills once more. Airstrike, Airstrike, Airstrike! [Airstrike Lv.3, Plunge Lv.3, Jump Good Lv.3] [Might, Creativity, Competence increased] [Balletic, Destruction Attunement notably increased] [4 Malignants defeated. Gained 71 Essence] Must have been pretty low level if that’s all she got, but what was to be expected of literal trash? Her instincts and senses immediately kicked in again, leading her on once more. [Malignant Tracker Lv.2, Hunting Nose Lv.2] [Lucidity notably increased] [Gnostic Attunement notably increased] Unexpectedly, the next stop was a familiar place, the same lakeside where she’d done trash pickup, already getting haunting flashbacks just on sight. Well, the shore wasn’t actually her destination, but the water itself. The Imp actually had to do a flyby and double-back bounce to find the Malignants since they were so well disguised. They were actually in the lake, floating on the top of the water, looking a little like lilypads. Did Malignants somewhat adapt to their environment? She’d seen plenty that didn’t look like they belonged to anything or anywhere, but first the trashbags and now the water plants. Maybe the boxer thing at the construction site meant to mimic the strong workers, and the rocks at the playground were similar in shape to the playground equipment where they hid, and to well, all the rocks around. It was an interesting theory, not a super helpful one in the moment, but something that would hopefully help her identify them in the future. For these plant-like floaty things bobbing in the water, Airstrike would undoubtedly subdue them as well. There were only three, and Scrying Eye pegged them at Lv.4 each, but that still was mildly worrying, just because she didn’t know how Multi-Bounce would react to the water. Would she still ricochet back up into the air as she just had with the trash bags? But if it didn’t go that way, splish splash, she’d be taking a bath. And she had already bathed that morning after her usual Order-mandated exercise routine. Ever since realizing that her true puffball self was the source of her stinkiness, she’d been making sure to keep her Imp form squeaky clean. Since she was just a ball of hair, she’d taken to baths instead of showers where she just sort of rotated around like a rotisserie chicken in the treated water. It was a lot easier than trying to reach every inch of her rotund self with her slightly stubby arms. Point was, lake water would likely make her need a third bath afterward, and that was just too many damn baths. So she decided to try out a new tactic. Frostbite! After slowing herself down, Gelic jumped over the lake in a single bound. While moving over the arc, small spheres of spikey ice formed around her and fell down onto the Malignants like a rain of hail. They were similar to caltrops in both design and inspiration, and thanks to the wetness of their beings, stuck to the monsters like burrs. This was a trick she couldn’t do everywhere, not just because of the lack of water making the ice stick. If she left poisonous foot-impaling spikes randomly in the city, Angelica could accidentally wind up severely infecting passing pedestrians with her poison, making them either very weak or killing them outright. She didn’t want to be responsible for a plague. Here, the water would melt the ice very quickly, which she couldn’t count on elsewhere, especially in the tail-end of winter. Maybe in the summer she could spread her poison ice like pollen and not worry about the long-term implications. Yes, the ice would eventually lose its potency, but tha