Author's Reincarnation in a Fantasy Setting

As the fire lotus burns above the gem on Xara's staff, her own body undergoes a change.

Her eyes were closed, her hair had turned crimson and the detailing on her clothes was also on fire. There was a smile on her face, or a smirk to be precise; a smirk that clearly depicted…bloodlust. It was a wild, menacing, smirk of a predator.

She opened her eyes, her pupils shone in red and her eyelids caught fire.

"I'll…fucking murder you all!" she breathed, hot steam coming out from her mouth as she spoke.

Since the goblins were now wary of her, only a few of them charged. There were 5 of them, and with a sharp knife in each of their hands, the goblins rushed forward; some jumped while some ran on the ground but—

"Die…"

Xara moved her staff toward the goblins, the lotus enlarged and waves of flames poured out. It was like a small tornado of fire, a tornado that enveloped all five goblins within itself and when it vanished, not a single trace of them was left.

Xara let out steam from her mouth as she breathed heavily; it was like a girl on heat, with the only difference being that she was literally on heat.

[Incinerating bane inferno: Morphation] It was a spell to say, but not your normal one. Rather than a simple spell used for attack or defense, this one allowed the user to use the power of magic to a new extent: which was a transformation.

Considering Xara's current form one might say that this is a very overpowered spell but that is as wrong as something could get. Bane inferno was the lost transformation spell among all and this one could be easily learned in any magic academy in around one year of training.

And this was not that powerful, while the level of destruction was high this spell puts a great amount of pressure on the user's brain—making them unable to think straight, and also consumes a lot of mana. Taking into account the size of the mana pool Xara had, she was not going to last longer than five minutes in this state.

"I'll kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you…I'LL FUCKING KILL ALL OF YOU!!!" she screamed from the bottom of her heart.

The feelings of remorse, sadness, and pain she had by Favian's death were being converted into revenge, and hatred, directed toward the ones who killed the man she loved.

This time who rushed forward was not the goblins, but Xara. She dashed in their direction, reaching close to the horde she spun her staff and fire rained upon the monsters.

She used her staff like a sword and a trail of fire followed, she planted the staff on the ground, chanted a word-long incantation and an explosion busted out around her, killing all the goblins in the range.

"Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die!!!!"

She held the staff tightly that was planted on the ground and focused her mana inside it. The next moment a magic circle opened on the ground that covered half the amount of goblins around Xara.

"...Die," she said.

The ground inside the magic circle shone in red, a moment later other than the area Xara was standing on, the whole ground lit up and radiated red flames which engulfed the goblins within them.

A number of them ran outside the circle but the ones who weren't able to make it out…died a painful death. First, they fell to the ground since the ground was literally burning and was too hot to stand. But it didn't stop just there, the fire on the ground did not extinguish hence their whole body burned, their skin turned red, and then got loose and separated from their body.

The fire was slowly consuming them. They groaned and cried with pain. Their throat was aching from yelling, as the fire slowly melted their flesh. Even though they were monsters, they had never felt so much pain in their life, this suffering and the slow death that was bestowed upon them…they wished for their life to end already.

But not all were the same, some didn't let go of their survival instincts, but a death even worse awaited them. They tried to get up and run away but their burned muscles and tendons were not strong enough to withstand the pressure.

A crackling sound, followed by the numerous painful groans of the goblins who poured their heart into it…their joints broke, and their legs twisted, turned, and fell off.

The fire didn't vanish until their skin, muscles, internal organs, everything except the bones melted and combined into a deep-brown n black paste.

The smell of burned flesh surrounded the area as the magic circle closed, but Xara didn't flinch even a bit; in fact, the smirk on her face grew wider…she was amused.

She was providing the goblins with pain, the same goblins who killed Favian—the man she loved, there was no possible reason to not be amused.

"Burn you fuckers! I'll make sure to kill you in the worst way possible!!!" she declared as she pulled out her staff and swung it down right toward a group of goblins.

A slash of fire dwelled from the staff and flew toward the goblins. The goblins who ran while they still had time were spared, but the ones who failed got separated into two.

"Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die!!!"

She fueled up her mana and empowered the flames, throwing slashes of fire all around. She laughed like a maniac; her face washed with a wide grin and her eyes widened with excitement and pleasure.

At this point, it was hard to tell who was the monster and who was innocent. The goblins were running away—only several goblins who had fairly built bodies were going against her, but the only advantage the runners got was a less painful death as they were killed by wide-range attacks.

But the ones who came at her…were left in a condition that it was impossible to tell whether it was organic trash from the meat factories or their dead bodies—they were killed in a way that the bodies were in a condition beyond what could be recognized as "something was once alive".

Spene was aware of her—aware of what she was doing and in which state she was. However, he was not in the position to stop her, and not like he wanted to anyway; honestly, he would've done the same if he wielded the power to do so.

The only thing worrying him was that she might harm herself if she didn't stop—that was the only reason he wasn't able to keep his eyes off her even when he was struggling with the goblins at a distance; he doesn't want to lose another friend, after all.

"Xara! Calm down! It's enough! You'll eventually run out of mana if you don't stop, and I'm telling you that'll be really, really bad!" he screamed as loud as he could since the goblins had increased the distance between him and Xara.

Although what he was saying was true, if Xara didn't come out of her morphation then she will be forced to come out when her mana pool will dry out. If the latter happens then she will be left with no mana to fight any further and all the pressure will fall on Spene's shoulder.

Despite the fact that his body was on overdrive due to the intense rush of emotions, there was no way he could fend off all the goblins present in this room while protecting Xara at the same time—he knew that too.

He knew, and precisely because of that he was trying to stop Xara and bring her back to her senses…but the warning he gave was nothing but a failed attempt; Xara didn't even notice that he said anything.

"Khwaaaaa!!!" multiple screams were heard, but they were not from the goblins. But maybe they recognized it because as the intensity and loudness of the screams increased, the goblins' lips curled upward.

The ground rumbled and shook violently, crumblings and gravel fell from the ceiling and the stones on the floors danced.

Xara stopped in her tracks, there was something wrong here; her instincts were stating that. She took a moment to look around and search for the source of these screams. However, she didn't have to wait much longer as the source revealed itself.

The four tunnel-like passageways from where the goblins had entered this floor, another wave of monsters came bustling out. There too were goblins, but the difference was that this time…their numbers were simply crazy. This wave had a total of around a thousand goblins.

This was the second wave but reinforcements might be the right word. The goblins ran through the passageways and entered the third floor of the labyrinth, it wasn't long before they stood side by side with the goblins already present there.

Spene broke into a cold sweat; no matter how you look this was a really bad situation. He'd just taken care of the goblins around himself and didn't even get the time to rest and restore his strength.

His body was already at its breaking point. His muscles were aching so bad that at one point he'd prefer death over this to free himself from the suffering, his body was screaming with pain. He was breathing intensely and every time he inhaled, he shivered with the burning sensation in his throat. His bones had given up, it was difficult for him to even stand straight. His palms…numb and callus from wielding the sword for so long; he was hardly able to feel them.

On top of everything going on, another catastrophe has fallen upon him. There was no way they could fight against all of the goblins, it just wasn't in the realm of common sense. He was crushed mentally to the point that he had accepted his death, at least this suffering will end.

Even so, despite the fact that defeating all the goblins was literally impossible, Xara didn't look like she was displeased at all.