Experimentation was shorter than expected with the different weapons. Amara had tried them all, and concluded that for the moment, she would be using the weapons Morpheus had made and use the others to learn about enchanting.

When comparing the swords, they felt the same for the most part. Morpheus' weapons did seem lighter overall, but otherwise the only difference was appearance and the enchantments. And as Amara had a large pool of divine power, the choice became quite simple.

In the end, Amara chose to practise shooting with one of the rifles, namely by levitating some of the leftover paperbacks from the pile Ezme had brought her as targets. 

She also began practising with the halberd and sword in a similar manner. 

Amara reminded herself that the next time she was going to peep on Ezme, she would also use the opportunity to snatch some weapons from fallen soldiers to compare with.

Amara’s training routine became pretty simple. She would use up all her mana to increase her mana pool, and train with the rifle, halberd or sword while recovering her mana.

But Amara was still dreading at the thought that she would have to kill something. If it had been a rabbit she killed accidentally while driving, maybe she wouldn’t feel that bad about it. 

However, killing something with intent would be a different manner. And Amara doubted she would be gaining levels and combat experience by massacring rabbits. They would rather flee than fight back, after all.

Amara sat in her training room, and had just drained her mana once again while using the Flame spell.

Time to steal some mana from Ramay again. I should try and get a divine skill soon and see if I can increase the rate of mana regeneration. 

My mana pool has become so large that a single use of Mana Funnel isn’t enough to fill it fully in a single go. A lot of the mana seems to simply disperse, as I can’t gather it all.

Farsight. Mana Sight.

Amara saw the now familiar, blue fog fill her sight as she took in the view of the forests and grasslands of Ramay.

Mana Funnel.

Amara felt the mana arrive and begin seeping into her. After finally cancelling Mana Funnel, Amara was about to cancel her sight skills when a group of humans entered her sight when exiting a forest in a hurry.

The sight of the hobbling group of two women carrying an injured man between them made Amara freeze.

Well, that’s adventurers if I ever saw any. Got into trouble did they?

Amara saw that one of the women, who carried a staff in her free hand, kept looking over her shoulder.

Are they running from something?

Amara directed her sight into the forest. She didn’t have to look far before seeing the figure of a large humanoid figure with long arms, and a much smaller human in comparison locked in a fight.

That’s got to be some kind of troll right?

Amara watched as the young man dodged the swinging troll’s arm and got in a strike on the troll. However he was almost immediately sent flying as the troll brought back its arm and punched the human’s back.

Ouch, that must have hurt.

Amara could see that the boy was badly injured as he struggled to get up, and the troll slowly made its approach towards him.

Shit. He’s going to die.

Amara’s thoughts were sent into overdrive as she thought of a solution. Almost immediately she cast Realm Gate, with one portal in her room and the other appearing next to the troll. 

Originally Amara simply thought to use it as a distraction, but then another thought crossed her mind.

That guy can’t fight anymore. And I’m going to have to fight sooner or later anyway. Might as well save someone when doing it. Besides, I’m overpowered now compared to humans and regular monsters. Nothing can go wrong. Probably. Dammit, I just raised a flag.

Amara sent her Snatch through the portal, and as soon as she saw the troll become affected she cancelled her sight skills. Amara heard the tumbling troll land on the floor towards the far side of the room. As the portal vanished, Amara saw the troll already pushing itself up from the floor.

As the troll stood up, Amara froze up in fear. It was at least twice as tall as she was, and several times wider. But once the monster’s eyes fixated on her, Amara knew on every level that she needed to do something if she didn’t want to die. 

[Ding!]

Amara pointed the rifle towards the chest of the troll, and squeezed the trigger to release a burst of bullets, the loud bangs echoed in the chambers. 

Amara couldn’t see if she actually hit the troll or not as it stood unmoving, but the sudden, angered growl made the answer clear. The monster began walking towards her.

Shit! Didn’t I hit it?! Why is it still standing!

Amara began walking backwards and pulled the trigger repeatedly as the troll was closing in on her. Suddenly the sound was different when the trigger was pulled, and Amara panicked as the troll was only a few steps away.

Shit! What do I do now!

The troll raised its arms and closed its fists to pummel her, when Amara drew up all her dormant divine power.

Explosive Decompression!

The troll was immediately yanked backwards, flying back to the corner of the room.

But the troll wasn’t the only one yanked. 

All the air was pulled out of Amara’s lungs and made her topple over as she flew forward. 

Shit!

Still holding the rifle in hand, Amara wasn't complete able to catch herself as she fell face first to the floor.

[Krrck!]

[Ding!]

Amara immediately pushed herself back up and staggered backwards as her eyes flew to the troll while her nose was pulsing in pain, and she felt a warm liquid flow down over her lips.

[Ding!]

The troll was also standing back up, although at a slower pace than she was.

Levitation!

As the troll pressed itself up it began floating up towards the curved ceiling. 

Shit! What do I do now?!

Amara turned back to the alcove and ran to pick up the halberd that had toppled over onto the floor, dropping the rifle on the ground. With the halberd in hand she turned back towards the troll, which was flailing its arms as it approached the roof. Amara hyperventilated while she came up with a plan of action.

Amara let her divine power be drained by the levitation. The troll quickly fell, and the floor shook as it impacted face first with a loud thump. Immediately Amara charged raising her halberd high.

Divine Body Strengthening!

Blade Extension!

The curved axe blade on the halberd extended, making the cheek and blade longer  as Amara brought it down with all her strength on the troll’s head before it could recover.

With a crack the blade broke through the skull when the weapon buried itself. Amara’s divine power drained, and she yanked the halberd loose before stepping back. 

[Ding!]

[Ding!]

[Ding!]

She raised the halberd again while watching if the troll was going to move. When it remained still for several seconds, Amara stood up straight and panted deeply as she lowered her halberd. 

Shit. Should’ve gone for the head straight away.

Lets see what all those bells were about.

Really? Why does there have to be a chop as well? Sigh.

Amara calmed herself and began to think of how to fix her painfully throbbing nose. She imagined the pieces of bones, cartilage, flesh reconnecting before releasing her divine power.

[Ding!]

Yes.

Amara sighed as she put down her halberd before going to inspect the large corpse, avoiding to look at the mess that was the head which made bile rise in her throat. Looking at the exposed back, she could see a few trails of blood from where bullets had exited, but they numbered too few for the number she had fired. 

Flipping over the corpse by using Levitation, she discovered a pool of blood on the floor. Amara found over two dozen entry wounds.

Guess I hit every shot, or close to at least. 

...I suppose I’ve watched too many movies. Of course you don’t have to stop fighting simply because you’re wounded. 

Probably a mental blocker more than anything else. If anything you most likely get a rush of adrenaline when you get injured to continue the fight.  

The troll most likely also had quite high Pain Tolerance, if they have the system. And to this guy, that many times bigger than a human, a couple bullet wounds might not even be that much. Bleeding out will probably take quite a while.

Amara sighed and used Farsight to look back to Ramay before opening a portal and throwing the corpse through it with Snatch.

I suppose it was pretty stupid of me to get such a large opponent as my first one. I should have looked for slimes or horned rabbits like any reasonable isekai protagonist would.

For a moment I thought I was going to die. I’m an idiot.

Damn, I almost became a meme. I can already imagine it. 

Amara’s first fight: snatches a troll, play the Coffin Dance tune. At least she’s already in heaven, eh?

Amara snorted and looked at the blood that was in the room. After thinking about it for a while, Amara chose to make a new skill. The purpose was simply the reverse of creation, to make something disappear.

[Ding!]

Appropriate name. Amara thought and let out an amused snort. The amount of divine power required to use it was large however, and she had to use it several times to get rid of all the blood in the room.

I wonder if I could use it as a combat ability. 

Amara shuddered at the thought. I wonder if things affected simply cease to exist? If I could make an entire living being disappear, what would happen to their soul? Would it disappear as well, or would they simply die a bodily death?

Somehow I’m not sure if I want to use the ability for that purpose.

Oh well. I suppose I wouldn’t need a top hat to perform magic tricks.

Reminded by the dried blood in her nose and on her face, Amara’s next action became clear.

I need to take a bath.